Blinded By the Light

Madman drummers bummers,
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 unpleasin'
sneezin' and wheezin,
the calliope crashed to the ground

Some silicone sister
with a manager mister
told me I got what it takes
She said "I'll turn you on sonny
to something strong,
play the song with the funky break"

And go-cart Mozart
was checkin' out the weather chart
to see if it was safe outside
And little Early-Pearly
came by in his curly-wurly
and asked me if I needed a ride

She got down but she never got tired
She's gonna make it through the night

Mama always told me
not to look into the eye's of the sun
But mama, that's where the fun is

Some brimstone baritone
anticyclone rolling stone preacher from the east
Says, "Dethrone the dictaphone
hit it in it's funny bone,
that's where they expect it least"

And some new-mown chaperone
was standin' in the corner
watching the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone
was messin' with his frozen zone
reminding him of romance

Now Scott with a slingshot
finally found a tender spot
and throws his lover in the sand
And some bloodshot forget-me-not
said daddy's within earshot
save the buckshot
turn up the band

The calliope crashed to the ground!

Well She Was...
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night

She got down but she never got tired
She's gonna make it through the night

(Manfred Mann's Earth Band)