Rite Of Passage (Spring '96)

I've never been one before
I always felt like I was putting on a show
I always thought I could do more
I always thought I was the one who didn't know

I've never held one for long
I always dropped 'em before I touched 'em
I always had to be hit on the head with a BONG!
I always loved 'em before I hated 'em

You have been a rite of passage
You have put me through the ringer
You have sent me off on a rampage
Why do I always have to be the singer?

Sitting in a smoke filled hole
Banging on a sacred drum
Crying on a hairy arm
Trying not to suck your thumb too long
I never sucked my thumb too long
I'm sucking now
I'm sucking now
Ripping up my security blanket
I just have to learn
I just have to learn
Just have to learn
I just have to learn

I'm not leaving any notes on the door
You already know where I am