| Lyrics: | 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 anything like him
In any
amusment 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 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 gut no
distractions
Can't hear those buzzers and bells.
Don't see lights a-flashin.
Play's
by sense of smell.
Always has a replay,
An' never tilts atall
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 at my favourite
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 kid
Sure plays a mean pinball! |
