Luyện nghe bài hát Blinded By The Light

Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the with a teenage diplomat
In the with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, kinda older, I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing, the calliope crashed to the
Some all-hot was headin' for the hot spot, snappin' his fingers, clappin' his hands
And 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
And bloodshot forget-me-not whispers, "Daddy's within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the band"

And she was by the light
Cut loose a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the
She got down but she got tight, but she'll make it alright

Some baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the East
He says, "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that's where they it least"
And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone, the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of

Yeah, he was by the light
Cut like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the
He got but he never got tight, but he's gonna make it tonight

Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got it takes
She said, "I'll 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 to go outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in her and asked me if I needed a ride
Oh, some hazard from Harvard was on beer, playin' backyard bombardier
Yes, and Scotland Yard was trying hard, 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
He said, "Take a right at the light, goin' straight until night, and then, boy, you're on your own"
And now in Zanzibar, a shootin' star was ridin' in a car, hummin' a lunar tune
Yes, and the avatar said, "Blow the bar but first the cookie jar, we're gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon"
And some kidnapped handicap was complainin' that he the clap from some mousetrap he bought last night
Well, I his skull cap and between his ears I saw a gap but figured he'd be all right

He was just by the light
Cut loose like a deuce, another in the night
by the light
Mama always me not to look into the sights of the sun
Oh, but Mama, that's the fun is
I was
I was
I was