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 And I strolled all alone Through the fallout zone Came out with my soul untouched I stood in the mother breast of the crowd When they said pull down, I pulled up Oh, 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 Bombed out on the blues Head set stubborn on standing Well I came all alone Through the fallout zone Never once gave thought to landing I stood in the mother breast of the crowd When they said pull down, I pulled up Oh, growin' up I'm growin' up now I stood in the mother breast of the crowd When they said pull down, I pulled up Oh, growin' up I took month long vacations in the stratosphere 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, I headed for home through the fallout zone 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 stood in the the mother breast of the crowd When they said pull down, I pulled up Oh, growin' up Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, growin' up