Letras de Pinball Wizard

Ever since he was a young boy
He played the silver ball
From Soho down to Brighton
He must have played them all
But I ain′t seen nothin' like him
In any amusement hall

That deaf, dumb, blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
Yes he does

Now he stands just 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, blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
Yes he does

Well he′s a pinball wizard
There has to be a twist
A pinball wizard
He's got such a supple wrist

How do you think he does it?
What makes him so good?
At every single table
He can beat the best
His disciples are leading men
He just does the rest
He's got crazy flipper fingers
I′ve never seen him fall

That deaf, dumb, blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
Yes he does

Well he′s a pinball wizard
There has to be a twist
A pinball wizard
He's got such a supple wrist

Well how do you think he does it?
What makes him so good?
Well he ain′t got no distractions
Can't hear those buzzes and bells
He don′t see the lights a-flashing
He plays by sense of smell
He always has a replay
And never tilts at all

That deaf, dumb, blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
Yes he does

How do you think he does it?
How do you think he does it?