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"Growin' Up (Springsteen on Broadway)" is a track by Bruce Springsteen, from the album Springsteen on Broadway, released 14th December 2018. The track is 12:00 long. It's filed under Rock. Full lyrics are available below. Dork has published 2 articles about Bruce Springsteen.
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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 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 Ooh... growin' up 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 couldn't sail but she sure could sing I pushed B-52 and bombed them 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 warmth of the crowd When they said "Come down," I threw up Ooh... growin' up "I've never had an honest job in my entire life" "I've never done any hard labour" "I've never worked nine to five" "I've never worked five days a week until Right now" "I don't like it" "I've never seen the inside of a factor Yet it's all I've ever written about" "Standing before you is a man who Has become wildly and absurdly successful Writing about something of which he has had Absolutely no personal experience" "I made it all up" "That's how good I am" "Now how, I'm sure you wondering How did this great great miracle come to pass" Well, in the beginning there was a great darkness Upon the waters as a child It was Christmas, your birthday, summer vacation" But the rest of life was a life of sucking black hole A lifeless sucking black hole Of homework, church, school, homework Church, school, homework, church, School, green beans Green beans, fucking green beans But then a blinding flash of sanctified Light, a human being and just a kid Just a kid from the Southern sticks But huh New kinda man and he spilt the world in two and Suddenly a new world existed The one below your belt And Above your heart Sunday night 1956, 39 an a half Institute Street A cold water flat and into the mind of a 7 year old kid A revolution had been televised Right under the noses Of the powers that be What would they have known what Was actually happening The great changes, the changes that were about To come They would have shut this shit down Or more than likely Signed it up real quick Because we the unwashed the invisible The the powerless, the kids Would want more More life, love and more sex and more Hope and more truth and more power And more soul And most of all, more Rock n roll So I sat with my mom, my little 7 year Old mind on fire, staring into a blue tube as The fun happened, fun the real kind Joyful, life affirming, hip shaking Earth quaking, guitar playing Mind and heart changing, race challenging Soul lifting bliss of a freer existence A freer existence exploded into unsuspecting Homes all across America On a regular Sunday night The world had fucking changed In an instant In a sweating, wet, orgasm of fun And all you needed to do to Get a taste of it was to risk Being your true self Because a Rock n Roll genie Had been let out the bottle And he told us that if you were Born in the USA my fellow citizens These feelings, these freedoms This fun was your birth right I listened, I believed and I heard A call to action So, I studied my new hero And here he's got the same two Arms, two legs, two eyes that I got Yes he is a human Adonis And I'm oooh pathetically creepy But I'll figure that part out The one thing he had that I didn't have was Wrapped around his waste, it was his guitar The guitar or as my father had christened It "That fucking guitar" But that fucking guitar was the key It was the sword in the stone It was the staff of rigorousness And they sell them at Westaoral down town For 25 dollars So I begged and I pleaded with my mother Just to rent me, because we couldn't afford to buy A guitar from Mike Deals Music school on South street, 1:30 afternoon I brought it home, and I sat on the Living room coach and I unlatched It's full alligator key and I slowly opened it up And up from the green velvet lining Came the sweet smell Of a cherry wood cocktail Power, pleasure, salvation Dreams and dreams and dreams So I took lessons, dedicatedly I took lessons for two solid weeks And I quite, it was just too fucking Hard Learning the guitar, not only was it fucking Hard, but the lessons were boring Just give me the three magic cords please And let me twist and shout But I was a seven year old kid and My hands barely fit around the neck and I couldn't waste my mothers hard earned cash Week after week so very shortly I knew back it would have to go But the morning before I returned it Strapped it on one more time I took it to in the backyard where The neighbourhood kids were And I put on my first show Woah, I slapped it, I shook it I shouted, I sang voodoo nonsense I burned a hole in the grass I shook my little 7 year old ass Wooo, most importantly I posed with it Thats the shit I danced with it I did everything but play it I couldn't do that I sucked so bad and the kids laughed And laughed at my silly ass And we brought it back that afternoon Riding back home with my mom in the car Sat in the backseat and I was quiet And I was thinking,I was a little disappointed With myself but somewhere inside Somewhere inside I knew that for a moment Just a moment infant of those kids In that backyard, I smelt blood 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 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 mother breast of the crowd But when they said, "Sit down," I stood up Ooh... growin' up Ooh... growin' up And it was bye bye New Jersey I'm gonna be air born
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