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Blinded By The Light Bruce Springsteen
Madman dru[E]mmers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
I[E]n the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a [E]boulder on my shoulder feelin' kinda older I tripped the merry-go-round
With this v[E]ery unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground
Some all-hot h[E]alf-shot was headin' for the hot spot snappin' his fingers clappin' his hands
And s[E]ome fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a whatnot in her hand
And now young Scott w[E]ith a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in
And some bloodshot for[E]get-menot whispers daddy's within earshot save the buckshot turn
the band
And she was bl[A]inded b[B]y the li[E]ght
Ooh cut loose l[A]ike a deuce ano[B]ther run[E]ner in the night
Blinded by the l[A]ight she got [E]dow[A]n [E]bu[C#m]t she never got tight, but she'll make it alright
Some brim[E]stone baritone anticyclone rolling stone preacher from the east
He says: "Dethrone the[E] dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that's where they expect it least"
And some new-mown chape[E]rone was standin' in the corner all alone watchin' the young
dance
And some fresh-sown moonsto[E]ne was messin' with his frozen zone to remind him of the
of romance
[A] [B] [E]
Yeah he was blinded by the light
Ooh cut loose l[A]ike a deuce ano[B]ther run[E]ner in the night
Blinded by the ligh[A]t he got dow[E]n b[A]ut[E] s[C#m]he never got tight, but he's gonna make it tonight
[E]Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes
She said I'll turn yo[E]u on sonny to something strong if you play that song with the funky break
And go-cart M[E]ozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside
And litt[E]le Early-Pearly came in by her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride
Oh, [E]some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer playin' backyard bombardier
Ye[B7]s and Scotland Yard was trying hard, they s[E]ent some dude with a calling card, he said,
what you like, but don't do it here
Well I jumped up, turned [E]around, spit in the air, fell on the ground, asked wich was the
back home
He said take a ri[E]ght at the light, keep going straight until right, and then boy you're
your own
And now i[E]n Zanzibar a shootin' star was ridin' in a side car hummin' a lunar tune
Yes, and the avatar said blow the bar but[E] first remove the cookie jar, we're gonna teach
boys to laugh too soon
And some kidnapped handica[E]p was complaining that he caught the clap from some mousetrap
bought last night
Well I unsnapped his [E]skull cap and between his ears I saw a gap but he'd figured he'd be
right
He was just [A]blinded [B]by the [E]light
Ooh cut loose [A]like a deuce ano[B]ther run[E]ner in the night
Blinded by the light M[A]ama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun
Oh but mama that's where the fun is
I was blinded
[E] [A] [B] [B7]
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