Greetings From Asbury Park, N.J.
Album - 5 gennaio 1973 - Debaser id 33147

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
Oh, 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 all right

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
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
Oh, 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 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 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
Asked him which was the way back home

He said take a right at the light
Keep goin' straight until night
And then boys, 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
And 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

I stood stone-like at midnight
suspended in my masquerade
I combed my hair till it was just
right and commanded the
night brigade
I was open to pain and crossed
by the rain and i walked on a
crooked crutch
I strolled all alone through a
fallout zone and came out with
my soul untouched
I hid in the clouded wrath of
the crowd but when they
said "Sit down," I stood up.
Ooh...growin' up

The flag of piracy flew from
my mast, my sails were set
wing to wing
I had a jukebox graduate for
first mate, she couldn't sail
but she sure could sing,
I pushed B-52 and bombed em'
with the blues with my gear
set stubborn on standing
I broke all the rules, strafed
my old high school, never once
gave thought to landing,
I hid in the clouded warmth of
the crowd but when they said,
"Come down," I threw up,
Ooh...growin up.

I took long month vacations in
the stratosphere and you know
it's really hard to hold your
breath,
I swear I lost everything I
ever loved or feared, I was the
comic kid in full costume dress,
Well, my feet they finally took
root in the earth but i got me
a nice little place in the stars
And I swear I found the key to
the universe in the engine of
an old parked car
I hid in the mother breast of
the crowd but when they said,
"Pull up," i pulled up
Ooh...growin' up. Ooh...
growin' up

Mary Queen of Arkansas, it's not too early for dreamin'
The sky is grown with cloud seed sown and a bastard's love can be redeeming
Mary, my queen, your soft hulk is reviving
No, you're not too late to desecrate, the servants are just rising
Well I'm just a lonely acrobat, the live wire is my trade
I've been a shine boy for your acid brat and a wharf rat of your state
Mary, my queen, your blows for freedom are missing
You're not man enough for me to hate or woman enough for kissing

The big top is for dreamers, we can take the circus all the way to the border
And the gallows wait for martyrs whose papers are in order
But I was not born to live to die and you were not born for queenin'
It's not too late to infiltrate, the servants are just leavin'

Mary queen of Arkansas, your white skin is deceivin'
You wake and wait to lie in bait and you almost got me believin'
But on your bed Mary I can see the shadow of a noose
I don't understand how you can hold me so tight and love me so damn loose

But I know a place where we can go Mary
Where I can get a good job and start all over again clean

Crazy Janey and Her Mission Man were
back in the alley tradin hands
Long came Wild Billy with his friend
g-man all duded up for saturday night
Well Billy slammed on his coaster
brakes and said anybody wanna go up to Greasy Lake
It's about a mile down on the dark side of Route 88
I got a bottle of rose so lets try it
Well pick up Hazy Davy and Killer Joe
And I'll take you all out to where the
gypsy angels go
they're build like light
and they dance like spirits in the night
all night in the night all night
oh you dont know what the can do to you
spirit in the night
all night in the night all night
stand up right now and let them shoot through you

Well now wild young billy was a crazy cat
and shook some dust out of his coonskin cap
He said trust some of this it'll show
you where your at or at least it'll
help you really feel it
By the time we made it up to greasy lake
I had my head out the window
and Janey's fingers were in the cake
I think I really dug her because I was to loose to fake

I said I'm Hurt
She said honey let me heal it
and we danced all night to a soul fairy band
and she kissed right like only a
lonely angel can
She felt so nice just as soft as a spirit in the night
all night in the night all night
Janey you dont know what she do to you
spirit in the night
all night in the night all night
stand right up and let it shoot through me

Now the night was bright and the stars
threw light on Billy and Davy dancin
in the moonlight
They were down near the water
having a stoned mud fight
Killer Joe gone passed out on the lawn
Well now Hazy Davy got really hurt
he ran into the lake in just his socks and his shirt
Me and Crazy Janey was makin love in the dirt
singin our birthday song
Janey said it was time to go so
we closed our eyes and said goodbye
to gypsey angel row
felt so right
together we move like a spirit in the night
all night in the night all night