Manfred Mann

Blinded By The Light

Blinded by the light

Revved up like a deuce

Another runner in the night

Madman dummers bummers,

Indians in the summer,

With a teenager diplomat

And the dumps with the mumps

As the adolescent pumps his way into his hat

With a boulder my shoulder,

Feeling kinda older,

I tripped the merry-go-round

With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin,

The calliope crashed to the ground

The calliope crashed to the ground

Some silicon sister with a manager mister

Told me I go what it takes.

I'll run you on sonny to something strong

Play the song with the funky break

And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the

Weather charts see if it was safe outside

And little ealy birdir gave my arms a curly-whirly

And asked me if i needed a ride

Asked me if i needed a ride

She got down but she never got tired

She's gonna make it to the night

She's gonna make it through the night

Oh momma that's where the fun is

But momma that's where the fun is

Momma always told me not to look

In the eye's on the sun

But momma that's where the fun is

So brimestone-baritone, anti-cyclone Rolling Stone

Preacher from the East,

Says dethrown the dictaphone, hit it in it's funny bone

Thats what they expect atleast

It's a new grown chaperon standing in the corner

Watching the young girls dance

And some fresh sown moonstone messing with his frozen zone,

Only reminding him of romance

And the calliope crashed to the ground

Now Scott with the sling-shot finially found a tender spot

And throws his lover in the sand

And some blood-shot forget-me-not