
时间:2014-11-17
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Growin' Up - Bruce Springsteen
Well I stood stone like at midnight
Suspended in my masquerade
And 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
Came out with my soul untouched
I 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
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