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 tight, but she·ll 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,


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 f resh-sown moonstone was messin· with


his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance




Yeah lie was blinded by the light


Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night


Blinded by the light


He got down but he never got tight, but he·s gonna make it tonight




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 witn 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 by in her


curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a rice.


Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked


on beer playin· backyard bombardier


Yes and Scotland Yard was trying hard,


they sent some dude with a calling card,


he said. Do what you like, but don·t do it here.


Well. 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. 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 into the sights of the sun


Oh but mama that·s where the fun ïs