Tori Amos - Growin' Up (by Bruce Springsteen) - New York, 04/08/2005 | Текст песни

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• Growin' Up (by Bruce Springsteen) - New York, 04/08/2005

well i stood stone-like at midnight
suspended in my masquerade
i combed my hair till it was just right
and commanded the night brigade
and 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-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 wrath of the crowd
but when they said \"come down\" i threw up
ooh-ooh growin' up

well i stood stone-like at midnight
suspended in my masquerade
i combed my hair till it was just right
and commanded the night brigade
and 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-ooh growin' up
ooh-ooh growin' up