Pinball Wizard
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Ever since I was a young boy I played the silver ballFrom Soho down to Brighton I must have played them allBut I ain't seen nothing like him in any amusement hallThat deaf, dumb and blind kid sure plays a mean pinball
He stands like a statue, becomes part of the machineFeeling all the bumpers, always playing cleanHe plays by intuition, the digit counters fallThat deaf, dumb and blind kid sure plays a mean pinball
He's a pinball wizard, there has to be a twistA pinball wizard's got such a supple wrist(How do you think he does it) I don't know(What makes him so good)
Ain't got no distractions, can't hear no buzzes or bellsDon't see lights a-flashing, he plays by sense of smellAlways has a replay, never tilts at allThat deaf, dumb and blind kid sure plays a mean pinball
He can't beat me nowI've always been the champI know every trickNo freak's gonna beat my hand
Even on my favourite table, he can beat my bestHis disciples lean him in and he just does the restHe's got crazy flipper fingers, I've never seen him fallThat deaf, dumb and blind kid sure plays a mean pinball
He's a pinball wizard, there has to be a twistA pinball wizard's got such a supple wrist
He's a pinball wizard, he's scoring even moreA pinball wizard for the girls who dig pinball loreHe's scoring moreHe's scoring more
I thought I was the Bally table kingBut I just handed my pinball crown to himTo himTo him!
Songwriters: Peter Dennis Blandfor Townshend. For non-commercial use only.
Penny: That’s a cool free-standing Pong! Machine, d.c. If you want to give me something for my troubles suing NINE LIVES TO GIVE for stealing y’all’s manuscript, then I’d like for you to deliver that machine to my house.
d.: Oh, please, Penny, you can have anything but that. You can have one of my cats, well, no. I don’t want to give them away. T. Puppy is away at baseball camp, but I wouldn’t give her away, either. Eudora’s out, and I need my specialized bed and pillow. My couch is very comfortable… how much do you charge per case or per hour, Penny?
P.: Well, Mr. scot, if you must ask that question, then I’m sure that you cannot afford me. Just have the Pong! Machine delivered to my house and I’ll start preparing y’all’s case. I’ll forward you the address where I want the machine delivered. I won’t start preparing y’all’s case, though, until the freestanding Pong! Machine is delivered.
d.: (There must be another way. Eureka! That’s it. I’ll…)
C.: That’s all the time we have for today, folks. Please join us tomorrow for another episode of Cal.E”s Korner.
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