BLINDED BY THE LIGHT Album versionBLINDED BY THE LIGHT Album version. Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat. In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat. With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin kinda older I tripped the merry go round. With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground. Some all hot half shot was headin for a hot spot snappin his fingers clappin his hands. And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lovers knot with a whatnot in her hand. And now young Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand. And some bloodshot forget me not whispers, Daddys within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the bandAnd she was blinded by the light. Oh, cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night. Blinded by the light. She got down but she never got tight, but shell make it alright. Some brimstone baritone anti cyclone rolling stone preacher from the east. He 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 dance. And some fresh sown moonstone was messin with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance. Yeah, he was blinded by the light. Oh, cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night. Blinded by the light. He got down but he never got tight, but hes gonna make it tonight. Some silicone sister with her managers mister told me I got what it takes. She said, Ill turn you on sonny, to something strong if youll play that song with the funky breakAnd Go cart Mozart was checkin out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside. And little Early Pearly came by in her curly wurly and asked me if I needed a ride. Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer playin backyard bombardier. Yes and Scotland Yard was trying hard, they sent a dude with a calling card who said, Do what you like, but dont do it hereWell, I jumped up, turned around, spit in the air, fell on the ground. Asked him which was the way back home. He said, Take a right at the light, keep goin straight until night, and then, boys, youre on your ownAnd now in Zanzibar a shootin star was ridin in a side car hummin a lunar tune. The latest news articles from Billboard Magazine, including reviews, business, pop, hiphop, rock, dance, country and more.
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