Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
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One, two!
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
With a boulder on my shoulder, feeling 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 heading for the hot spot, snapping his fingers, clapping his hands
And 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 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"
We were blinded (blinded) blinded (blinded) blinded, baby, by the light
We were blinded (blinded) blinded (blinded) blinded, baby, by the light
Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes
Said, "I'll turn you on, sonny, to something strong if you play that song with the funky break"
Go-cart Mozart 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
Some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer, playing backyard bombardier
Scotland Yard was trying hard, sent some dude with a calling card, said, "Do what you like, don't do it here"
Some kidnapped handicap was complaining that he caught the clap from some mousetrap he bought last night
I unsnapped his skull cap, between his ears I saw a gap, figured he'd be all right
We were blinded (blinded) blinded (blinded) blinded, baby, by the light
We were blinded (blinded) blinded (blinded) blinded, baby, by the light
We were blinded (blinded) blinded (blinded) blinded, baby, by the light
We were blinded (blinded) blinded (blinded) blinded, baby, by the light
Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun
Oh, but, mama, that's where the fun is
One, two, one, two, three!
Whoa!
(Blinded, blinded, blinded, baby, by the light
Blinded, blinded, blinded, baby, by the light)
Blinded By the Light (Live in Dublin) was written by Bruce Springsteen.