Growin'
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Well 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 Came out with my soul untouched I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd The flag of piracy flew from my mast I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd I took month-long vacations in the stratosphere I hid in the mother breast of the crowd |
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