Growin' Up - Live at the Point Theatre, Dublin, Ireland - November 2006

Well I stood stone-like at midnight Suspended in my masquerade And I combed my hair ′til 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 Hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd When they said, "Sit down" I stood up Ooh-ooh, growin' up And 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 I 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 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 Well, I lost everything I ever loved or feared I was a cosmic kid Well, my feet, they finally took root in the earth Got me a nice little place in the stars Swear I found the key to the universe In the engine of an old parked car Hid in the mother breast of the crowd When they said, "Sit down" I stood up Ooh-ooh, growin′ up Hey-yeah, growin' up