One Thing Leads to Another

I woke up with “One Thing Leads to Another” in my brain, and it’s still in there.  Another brainworm unwanted, “unbidden,” as the late Dr. Oliver Sacks would say.

The oddest part about this particular brainworm is that I never knew the lyrics, except for the chorus,

Do what they say
Say what they mean
One thing leads to another

Having googled the lyrics, I realize that I didn’t have that part right. It’s actually:

Why don’t they do what they say?
Say what they mean
You tell me something wrong
I know I listen too long but then
One thing leads to another
Yeah, yeah

How mortifying.

In my defense, it is kind of a nonsense song.  Here is the opening verse, in case you’re interested:

The deception with tact
Just what are you trying to say?
You’ve got a blank face, which irritates
Communicate, pull out your party piece

Any ideas?
Okay, I get that the person is lying but not in a mean way, and that a blank face (poker face?) can be irritating if you’re trying to understand what someone is thinking or feeling. But what exactly is a “party piece?”

Here’s another:

If this is up and I’m up, but you’re running out of sight
You’ve seen your name on the walls
And when one little bump leads to shock, miss a beat
You run for cover and there’s heat

Line 1:  He’s up (literally or figuratively), maybe in a plane or helicopter, and the person he was with is running away, falling out of the plane or no longer in view?

Line 2: “Name on the walls” could be that the person is a dictator or a celebrity or someone famous, yeah.

Line 3: “One little bump leads to shock,” could mean a hit on the head renders the person unconscious or brings about amnesia and a beat in the song is missed?

Line 4:  The person runs for cover because he/she is afraid and he/she runs into a hot furnace or lake of lava, or he/she’s on a beach, or he/she is a fugitive from the law and/or the cops are chasing him/her.  Hmm.

The song seems to be about miscommunication.  Yes, that’s it.

If you have any interpretations or insights (profound or not), please feel free to chime in.

 

 

 

 

19 thoughts on “One Thing Leads to Another

      • Here you go:

        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…
        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

        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…
        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

        1)
        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

        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

        2) 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
        Now Scott with a slingshot
        finally found a tender spot
        and throws his lover in the sand
        And some bloodshot forget-me-not
        said daddy’s within earshot
        save the buckshot, turn up the band
        runner in the night
        Some silicone sister
        with a manager mister
        told me I go what it takes
        She said “I’ll turn you on sonny to something strong”

        She got down but She Never Got Touched
        It’s gonna make it through the night

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  1. Brain worms….I woke to “We need a little Christmas” from Mame. I took my daughter in law to see “Mame” at the Heights Players, a community theatre here in Brooklyn on Saturday night, and that song will not go away! Here’s my 2 cents on the song’s 3rd line One little bump leads to shock. Having lived thru the 80’s, a bump, is a hit of coke….and yes, a good bump will shock the shit out of you. Yes, I do think it’s about miscommunication…oh and there’s so much more of it now more than ever.

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  2. Love the word “unbidden” – have to put that one in my satchel.

    Overall, I think one needs to go back to the title of the song: one things leads to another. One act of deception, one lie leads to a responding action, and so on and so on. We get caught in the downward spiral whether in relationships of a personal nature or between countries – “But when one little cross leads to shots,…” can mean everything to two people in devoliving into conflict or countries into war. Every act has a consequence.

    Thanks for the puzzle.

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