Lyrics Blinded by the Light (Live at MetLife Stadium, E. Rutherford, NJ - 8/30/2016) - Bruce Springsteen

Well, 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
Yeah, with a boulder on my shoulder, and feeling kinda older, I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing, the calliope crashed to the ground
Come on

Some all-hot half-shot was heading for a hot spot snapping his fingers, clapping his hands
Some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a whatnot in her hand
Now, Young Scott with a slingshot, finally found a tender spot, throws his lover in the sand
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, she'll make it alright

Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the east
He said, "Dethrone the Dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that's where they expect it least"
Some new-mown chaperone was standing in the corner all alone, watching the young girls dance
Some fresh-sown moonstone was messing with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance

Well, he was blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
We got down but she never got tight, he's gonna make it alright

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'll play that song with the funky break"
Some go-cart Mozart was checking out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside
Little Early-Pearly came by in her curly-wurly, asked me if I needed a ride

Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer, playing backyard bombardier
Scotland Yard was trying hard, they sent some dude with a calling card who said, "Do what you like, 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 going straight until night, then boy you're on your own"

Now in Zanzibar, a shooting star was riding in a side-car, humming a lunar tune
The avatar said, "Blow the bar but first remove the cookie jar, we're gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon"
Some kidnapped handicap was complaining that he caught the clap from some mousetrap he bought last night
Well, I unsnapped his skull cap, between his ears I saw a gap, figured he'd be all right

Well, he was 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
Whoa, but mama that's where the fun is
Ooh, yeah

I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded

I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded