Lyrics Blinded by the Light (Live at Paramount Theatre, Asbury Park, NJ - 11/24/96) - Bruce Springsteen

Greetings from Asbury Park

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
And 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
Some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a whatnot in her hand
And young Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and 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's gonna make it alright, hey!

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"
Some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone watchin' the young girls dance
Some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance

And he 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 right
She's gonna make it alright

With some silicone sister with her manager's mister, he 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
Little Early-Pearly came in by her curly-wurley and asked me if I needed a ride

Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer playin' backyard bombardier
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 boys, you're on your own"

In Zanzibar a shootin' star was ridin' in a side car hummin' a lunar tune
Well, 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 complainin' that he caught the clap from some mousetrap he bought last night
I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears, I saw a gap but figured he'd be all right

Oh, 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

Woah, but mama that's where the fun is
I was blinded
I was blind-haha
Yeah!