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While Bruce’s version opened with the word salad over lyricism that showed he was trying too hard (not an insult, trying too hard is exactly what made him an immortal), Manfred Mann’s version went straight to chorus, which - as sung by rhythm guitarist Chris Hamlet Thompson over a repeating Townshendesque keyboard part - I and millions of other adolescents heard as: So I could hear the single on KYNO-AM, which was all chorus verse chorus verse chorus, and then flip over to KFIG or Rock 96FM and hear the album version, which was where the fun was. I can almost hear the head-shaking and silent denunciations from my fellow Bruce Springsteen fans for choosing to write about this epic piece of prog-pop trash, and not about the jazzy R&B opening track of Springsteen’s career.īut fuck that: I’ve always loved this ridiculous arrangement, which - in my defense came out when I was 13 - pretty much owned the summer of 1976 on both the AM and FM radios. 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 tight She's gonna make it through the night She's gonna make it through the night - guitar solo - 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 And 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 The calliope crashed to the ground But she was.Heh. 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-cart Mozart Was checkin' out the weather chart 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 Well 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 (fade out) 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 Well she was.