Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Blinded by the Light






Blinded By The Light
 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 the hot spot snappin' his fingers  clappin' his hands
And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's 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 daddy's within earshot save  the buckshot turn up the band

And she was blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
She got down but she never got tired, she's gonna make it through the night

Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the  east
He says: "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that's  where they expect it least"
And 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
Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
He got down but she never got tired, he's gonna make it through the night

Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it  takes
She said I'll turn you on sonny, to something strong if you play that  song with the funky break,
And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was  safe to go outside
And little Early-Pearly came in by 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,
he said, do what you like, but don't do it here
Well I jumped up, turnedaround, 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 boy, you're on your own

And now in Zanzibar a shootin' star was ridin' in a side car hummin' a  lunar tune
Yes, and the avatar said blow the bar but first remove the cookie jar  we're gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon

And some kidnapped handicap was complainin' that he caught the clap from  some mousetrap he bought last night,
Well I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears I saw
a gap but figured he'd be all right

He was just blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night
Blinded by the light

Mama always told me not to look up with my eyes at the sun
But mama, that's where the fun is

She got down but she never  got tired, she's gonna make it through the night
She's gonna make it through  the night



This is funny, Misheard Lyrics:



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