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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

Oh, 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

Oh, 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'll 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 by in 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 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 and 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 and figured he'd be alright

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 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

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