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Greetings From Asbury Park
Growin Up
I stood stonelike 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 came out with my soul untouched
I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd but when they said`Sit downI 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 couldnt 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 downI threw up
Ooh-ooh growin up
I took month-long vacations in the stratosphere and you know its really hard
to hold your breath
I swear I lost everything I ever loved or feared I was the cosmic kid
Well my feet they finally took root in the earth but I 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
I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd but when they said`Sit downI stood up
Ooh-ooh growin up
Ooh-ooh growin up
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