Howling storms, sirens, hurricanes At four in the morning When i come down the hall, down the hallway And 77 steps up the spiral staircase Oh where are we going and what do you want from me? You say i need to sleep And my bones are stretching. Someday it will get better, Until then it's just gonna get worse. When i grow up all the kings will come down from their thrones. When i grow up the sirens will come and repair my bones. I hear your voice in the faucets, down corridors And the howls wash through the floors. You say every time i try to turn i will fall. See, we come running and see, we will show. We'll burn this house down while you're tied to its walls While everybody howls. And when i grow up, yeah, when my bones have stopped growing, When i grow up, yeah, i'll be like a feather And when i grow up, yeah, when my bones have stopped growing, When i grow up, yeah, i'll be a sledge hammer.