歌曲 | Blinded by the Light |
歌手 | Bruce Springsteen |
专辑 | Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J. |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Springsteen | |
blinded by the light | |
bruce springsteen | |
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 he 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 by in 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 some dude with a calling card, he said, "do what you like, but don't do it here" | |
well, i jumped up, turned around, spit in the air, fell on the ground and 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 |
zuo ci : Springsteen | |
blinded by the light | |
bruce springsteen | |
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 merrygoround | |
with this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing, the calliope crashed to the ground | |
some allhot halfshot 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 forgetmenot 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 anticyclone 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 newmown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone, watchin' the young girls dance | |
and some freshsown 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 he 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 gocart mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside | |
and little earlypearly came by in her curlywurly 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 some dude with a calling card, he said, " do what you like, but don' t do it here" | |
well, i jumped up, turned around, spit in the air, fell on the ground and 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 |
zuò cí : Springsteen | |
blinded by the light | |
bruce springsteen | |
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 merrygoround | |
with this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing, the calliope crashed to the ground | |
some allhot halfshot 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 forgetmenot 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 anticyclone 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 newmown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone, watchin' the young girls dance | |
and some freshsown 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 he 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 gocart mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside | |
and little earlypearly came by in her curlywurly 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 some dude with a calling card, he said, " do what you like, but don' t do it here" | |
well, i jumped up, turned around, spit in the air, fell on the ground and 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 |