Well I stood stone-like at midnight
Suspended in my masquerade
And I combed my hair till it was just right
And commended 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 down" I stood up
Oh... growin' up
The flag of piracy flew from my mast
My sails were set wing to wing
I had a jukebox graduated for first mate
She couldn't sail but she sure could sing
And 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
Oh... growin' up
I took month-long vacations in the stratosphere
And 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, my feet they finally took root in the earth
But I got me 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 hid in the mother breast of the crowd
But when they said "Pull down" I pulled up
Oh... growin' up
Oh... growin' up
Suspended in my masquerade
And I combed my hair till it was just right
And commended 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 down" I stood up
Oh... growin' up
The flag of piracy flew from my mast
My sails were set wing to wing
I had a jukebox graduated for first mate
She couldn't sail but she sure could sing
And 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
Oh... growin' up
I took month-long vacations in the stratosphere
And 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, my feet they finally took root in the earth
But I got me 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 hid in the mother breast of the crowd
But when they said "Pull down" I pulled up
Oh... growin' up
Oh... growin' up
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NOTES
La version studio de Growin' Up a été enregistrée le 27 juin 1972, au 914 Sound Studio (Blauvelt, NY). Cette chanson est aussi parue sur l'album Tracks (1998), avec un enregistrement différent.
Bruce Springsteen chant, guitare
Vini Lopez batterie
Garry Tallent basse
David Sancious piano
Bruce Springsteen chant, guitare
Vini Lopez batterie
Garry Tallent basse
David Sancious piano