text: 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
  I was open to pain and crossed by the rain and I walked on a crooked crutch
  I strode 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
   Growin up
  Ah-one, two, three, four!
  Well, the flag of piracy flew from my mast, my sails were set wing to wing
  I had a jukebox graduate for first mate, she couldnt sail but she sure could sing
  I pushed B-52 and I bombed em with the blues with my gear set stubborn on standing
  Broke all the rules, strafed my old high school, never once gave thought to landing
  Hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd, when they said come down I threw up
  Oh, oh, growin up
  Alright, come on boys!
  I took month-long vacations in the stratosphere and you know its really hard to hold your breath
  Well I lost everything I ever loved or feared, I was the cosmic kid!
  And my feet they finally took root in the earth, got me a nice little place in the stars
  I swear I found the key to the universe in the engine of an old parked car
  Hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd, when they said sit down stood up
  Oh, oh, growin up
  Yeah, yeah, growin up
  Yeeeeeahh!
  One, two, a-one!
  Thank you!