Growin' up (Bruce Springsteen) - 3:26

Here we go, a 1, 2, 3, 4

Well I stood stoned-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
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-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 the 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, no

An' I hid in the clouded warmth of the crowd
But when they said "Come down" I threw up
Ooh-ooh growin' up

I took month-long vacations in the stratosphere
And you know it's really hard to hold your breath
And I swear I lost everything I ever loved or feared
I was the cosmic kid in full costume dress
Well my feet finally took root in the Earth
But I got 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 "Move down" I moved up
Ooh-ooh, don' cha know that I'm growin' up
I said Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, I can't help it that I'm growin' up