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
He plays by intuition
The digit counters fall
That deaf, dumb, 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)
So how do you think he does it?
What makes him so good?
He ain't got no distractions
Can't hear those buzzes and bells
Don't see lights a-flashin'
Plays by sense of smell
Always has a replay
Never tilts at all
That deaf, dumb, 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 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, blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
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