Nora Hobbs:
"He'll raise, Your weary spirits high, My son will teach, Your silent hearts, To talk, Every home will have his picture, Pilgrims all will touch his hand, Pinball tables, Gold and silver, Altars to the master's plan..."
Band:
"You talk about your woman, I wish you could see mine, You talk about your woman, I wish you could see mine, Every time she starts to love, She brings eyesight to the blind, Oh, yeah, You know, Her daddy gave her magic, I can tell by the way she walks..."
Frank Hobbs:
"I welcome you to, Bernie's Holiday Camp, One day and you'll be happy, It's Bernie you will thank, You must be little Tommy, Well, call me Uncle Frank, Welcome you too, Mrs. Walker..."
All:
"These pricey deals don't teach us, Your freedom doesn't reach us, Enlightenment escapes us, Awareness doesn't shape us, How can all this trivia, Take us to the goal you reached? We came here to be like you, And find the world you've reached..."
Nora Hobbs:
"But what's it all worth? What's it all worth, When my son is blind? He can't hear the music, Nor enjoy what I'm buying, His life is worthless, Affecting mine, I'd pay any price, To drive his plight, From my mind..."
Nora Walker Hobbs:
"Today it rained Champagne! A son was born again, A genius untamed, A life of wealth and fame, Wealth and fame, Champagne flowing down, Just like rain, Caviar breakfasts every day, Merchant banks, And yachts at Cannes, Servants and cars, And private sand..."
Uncle Ernie:
"I'm your wicked Uncle Ernie, I'm glad you won't see or hear me, As I fiddle about, fiddle about, Fiddle about, Your mother left me here, To mind you, And I'm doing exactly, What I bleedin' well want to, Fiddling about, fiddling about, Fiddle about, Down with your bedclothes, Up with your nightshirt..."
Tommy:
"Your happy welcome is like a favor, I must now return, The darkness of, My childhood passed, And flames of love now burn, The pinball game I play so well, Reflects a way of life, This meeting is just another game, Let's play to win tonight..."
Tommy:
"I'm free, I'm free, And freedom, Tastes of reality, I'm free, I'm free, And I'm waiting, For you to follow me..."
Tommy:
"Listening to you, I get the music, Gazing at you, I get the heat, heat, Following you, I climb the mountain, I get excitement at your feet, Right behind you, I see the millions, On you, Oh, I see the glory, From you, I get opinions, From you, I get the story, Oh, listening to you, I get the music..."
Pinball Wizard:
"Ever since I was a young boy, I played the silver ball, From Soho down to Brighton, I must have played them all, But I ain't seen nothin' like him, In any amusement hall, That deaf, dumb and blind kid, Sure plays a mean pinball.."
Nora Walker:
"Tommy can you hear me?!
-Nora Walker"
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