Bruce Springsteen - Blinded By The Light Lyrics
Madman drummers bummers and indians in the summer with a teenage diplomatIn the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hatWith a boulder on my shoulder feelin kinda older I tripped the merry-go-roundWith this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the groundSome all-hot half-shot was headin for the hot spot snappin his fingers clappin his handsAnd some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lovers knot with a whatnot in her handAnd now young scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sandAnd some bloodshot forget-menot whispers daddys within earshot save the buckshot turn up the bandAnd she was blinded by the light. cut loose like a deuceAnother runner in the night. blinded by the lightShe got down but she never got tight, but shell make it alrightSome brimstone baritone anticyclone rolling stone preacher from the eastHe says: dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, thats where they expect it leastAnd some new-mown chaperone was standin in the corner all alone watchin the young girls danceAnd some fresh-sown moonstone was messin with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romanceYeah he was blinded by the light. cut loose like a deuceAnother runner in the night. blinded by the lightHe got down but she never got tight, but hes gonna make it tonightSome silicone sister with her managers mister told me I got what it takesShe said Ill turn you on sonny to something strong if you play that song with the funky breakAnd go-cart mozart was checkin out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outsideAnd little early-pearly came in by her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a rideOh, some hazard from harvard was skunked on beer playin backyard bombardierYes and scotland yard was trying hard, they sent a dude with a calling card,He said, do what you like, but dont do it hereWell I jumped up, spit in the air, fell on the ground, asked wich was the way back homeHe said take a right at the light, keep going straight until right, and then boy youre on your ownAnd now in zanzibar a shootin star was ridin in a side car hummin a lunar tuneYes, and the avatar said blow the bar but first remove the cookie jar, were gonna teach those boys to laugh too soonAnd some kidnapped handicap was complaining that he caught the clap from some mousetrap he bought last nightWell I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears I saw a gap but hed figured hed be all rightHe was just blinded by the light. cut loose like a deuceAnother runner in the night. blinded by the lightMama always told me not to look into the sights of the sunOh but mama thats where the fun is
