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Dales Cannon

Dales Cannon

lightbrain about 4pm
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fatboyonabike said:
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Couldn't be worse than the actual lyrics.

Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
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
The calliope crashed to the ground!
But she was blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
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-kart 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
Asked me if I needed a ride!
But she was blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
She got down, but she never got tired
She's gonna make it through the night
She's gonna make it through the night
But, mama, that's where the fun is
But mama, that's where the fun is
Mama always told me not to look into the eyes 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 its funny bone
That's where they expect it least
And some new-mown chaperone standin' in the corner
Watchin' the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone
Remind him of romance
The calliope crashed to the ground!
But she was blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
blinded by the light
(Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
(In the dumps with the mumps) blinded by the light
(As the adolescent pumps his way into his hat) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
blinded by the light
(I tripped the merry-go-round) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
(With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin') blinded by the light
(The calliope crashed to the ground) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
blinded by the light
(And throws his lover in the sand) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
(And some bloodshot, forget-me-not said daddy's within earshot) blinded by the light
(Save the buckshot, turn up the band) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
blinded by the light
(Told me I got what it takes) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
(She said, "I'll turn you on, son, into something strong")
She got down but she never got tired
She's gonna make it through the night
 
fatboyonabike

fatboyonabike

Captain oblivious
Dales Cannon said:
Couldn't be worse than the actual lyrics.

Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
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
The calliope crashed to the ground!
But she was blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
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-kart 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
Asked me if I needed a ride!
But she was blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
She got down, but she never got tired
She's gonna make it through the night
She's gonna make it through the night
But, mama, that's where the fun is
But mama, that's where the fun is
Mama always told me not to look into the eyes 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 its funny bone
That's where they expect it least
And some new-mown chaperone standin' in the corner
Watchin' the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone
Remind him of romance
The calliope crashed to the ground!
But she was blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
blinded by the light
(Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
(In the dumps with the mumps) blinded by the light
(As the adolescent pumps his way into his hat) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
blinded by the light
(I tripped the merry-go-round) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
(With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin') blinded by the light
(The calliope crashed to the ground) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
blinded by the light
(And throws his lover in the sand) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
(And some bloodshot, forget-me-not said daddy's within earshot) blinded by the light
(Save the buckshot, turn up the band) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
blinded by the light
(Told me I got what it takes) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
(She said, "I'll turn you on, son, into something strong")
She got down but she never got tired
She's gonna make it through the night
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I believe you were trying to say "yes, it is a terrible song!"
 
Freediver

Freediver

I can go full Karen
Dales Cannon said:
Couldn't be worse than the actual lyrics.

Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
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
The calliope crashed to the ground!
But she was blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
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-kart 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
Asked me if I needed a ride!
But she was blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
She got down, but she never got tired
She's gonna make it through the night
She's gonna make it through the night
But, mama, that's where the fun is
But mama, that's where the fun is
Mama always told me not to look into the eyes 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 its funny bone
That's where they expect it least
And some new-mown chaperone standin' in the corner
Watchin' the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone
Remind him of romance
The calliope crashed to the ground!
But she was blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
blinded by the light
(Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
(In the dumps with the mumps) blinded by the light
(As the adolescent pumps his way into his hat) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
blinded by the light
(I tripped the merry-go-round) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
(With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin') blinded by the light
(The calliope crashed to the ground) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
blinded by the light
(And throws his lover in the sand) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
(And some bloodshot, forget-me-not said daddy's within earshot) blinded by the light
(Save the buckshot, turn up the band) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
blinded by the light
(Told me I got what it takes) revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
(She said, "I'll turn you on, son, into something strong")
She got down but she never got tired
She's gonna make it through the night
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Most people see this as a Manfred Mann song without realising it was written by Bruce Springsteen. All of the lyrics mean something to him eg a Deuce is a 1932 Ford V8, Springsteen played for a Little League team called the Indians and got the mumps as a teenager.
 
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