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 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 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 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 into the sights of the sun