Growing Up In Public - 9 RED SUN


Living in a fishbowl, hurdling through space
I’ve never been a joiner that includes the human race
Breaking up with boyfriends on their parents well-groomed lawn
The emperor’s new clothes are here; it’s time to try them on

I’m growing up in public
Where everyone can see me trip and fall
And tumble, slide and slip
I’m growing up in public
Someone wake me up

Trying to answer questions that all sound like Japanese
I need a little break; I put my head between my knees
Doctor, where’s my Prozac and my sympathetic smile
Everyone who knows me knows I’m trying to find my style.

Right or wrong, I’m learning from the radio
TV, DVD, everybody’s schooling me
I can’t find the center of my gravity
It’s all depravity, where’s my creat-a-vity

I’m growing up in public
Where everyone can see me trip and fall
And tumble, slide and slip
I’m growing up in public
Someone wake me up


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