Ever since I was a young boy I've played the silver ball From Soho down to Brighton I must have played them all But I ain't seen nothing like him In any amusement hall That deaf dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pinball! He stands like a statue Becomes part of the machine Feeling all the bumpers Always playing clean He plays by intuition The digit counters fall That deaf dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pinball! He's a pinball wizard There has got to be a twist A pinball wizard S'got such a supple wrist How do you think he does it? I don't know! What makes him so good? He ain't got no distractions Can't hear those buzzers and bells Don't see lights a flashin' Plays by sense of smell Always gets a replay Never seen him fall That deaf dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pinball I thought I was The Bally table king But I just handed My pinball crown to him Even on my favorite table He can beat my best His disciples lead him in And he just does the rest He's got crazy flipper fingers Never seen him fall That deaf dumb and blind kind Sure plays a mean pinball!
writers: PETER TOWNSHEND
copyright: EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
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