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 come 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 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