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 them 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 month-long 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 cosmic 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