Growin' Up

I stood stone-like at midnight

suspended in my masquerade

I combed my hair till it was just

right and commanded the

night brigade

I was open to pain and crossed

by the rain and i walked on a

crooked crutch

I strolled all alone through a

fallout zone and came out with

my soul untouched

I hid in the clouded wrath of

the crowd but when they

said "Sit down," I stood up.

Ooh...growin' up



The flag of piracy flew from

my mast, my sails were set

wing to wing

I had a jukebox graduate for

first mate, she couldn't sail

but she sure could sing,

I pushed B-52 and bombed em'

with the blues with my gear

set stubborn on standing

I broke all the rules, strafed

my old high school, never once

gave thought to landing,

I hid in the clouded warmth of

the crowd but when they said,

"Come down," I threw up,

Ooh...growin up.



I took long month vacations in

the stratosphere and you know

it's really hard to hold your

breath,

I swear I lost everything I

ever loved or feared, I was the

comic kid in full costume dress,

Well, my feet they finally took

root in the earth but i got me

a nice little place in the stars

And I swear I found the key to

the universe in the engine of

an old parked car

I hid in the mother breast of

the crowd but when they said,

"Pull down," i pulled up

Ooh...growin' up. Ooh...

growin' up