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
  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
  Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night
  Blinded by the light
  He got down but she 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 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 in by 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 a dude with a calling card,
  he said, do what you like, but don't do it here
  Well I jumped up, turnedaround, spit in the air, fell on the ground
  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 but figured he'd be all right
    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