Soul Asylum - Growing Pain - Текст песни

Riding into town when the sun goes down 

And the natives get restless and the crowd comes round 

Pacing in place in a backward race 

While starting my case to another blank face 

I'm just sitting on the roadside 

Watching all the cards and the clouds roll by 

They may pass me by 

But i need a better reason to cry 

Growing pain it leaves a stain 

That's similar but not the same 

It's down the drain and what remains 

Maybe you're the one who's a little insane 

Now everything's lovely if you're ugly 

What you would, what you should, and what you could be 

Mr right, spending his life, 

Stabbing himself with a butter knife 

I'm just sitting on the roadside 

Watching all the cards and the clouds roll by 

They may pass me by 

But I need a better reason to cry 

Growing pain's a spinning blade 

Whirling round you like a razor edged chain 

It's down the drain and what remains 

Maybe you're the one who's a little insane 

Growing pain it leaves a stain 

That's similar but not the same 

Its down the drain and what remains 

Maybe you're the one who can make that change 

Can't shake hands with boxing gloves 

With whips and chains you'll never make love