| Lyrics: | Ever since I was a young boy,
I played the silver ball;
From Soho down to Brighton
I must have played 'em all.
But I ain't seen nothin' like him
In any amusement
hall
That deaf, dumb an' blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball.
He stands
like a statue,
Becomes part of the machine.
Feelin' all the bumpers
Always
playin' clean.
Plays by intuition,
the digit counters fall.
That deaf, dumb an'
blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball!
He's a pinball wizard
There has to
be a twist,
A pinball wizard,
got such a supple wrist.
How do you think
he does it?
What makes him so good?
Ain't got no distractions,
Can't hear those
buzzes and bells,
don't see lights aflashin'
plays by sense of smell.
Always
gets a replay,
Never tilts at all
That deaf, dumb an' blind kid
Sure plays a
mean pinball.
Even my usual 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 |
