| Happened last year when I met you down at Ground Kontrol |
| Fatty climbed the stairs with ten dollars wrapped up in a roll |
| Harmless flirting, dropped my coins all up in your receptacle |
| One year later got me more retarded than a vegetable |
| From the first time that I pulled back the plunger and you know I let it go |
| I knew that I had lost it and I knew that you had gained control |
| In the beginning I could see you on and off for a week |
| Now if I don’t hit a bumper than I can’t fall asleep |
| Kept telling all my friends that I could stop when I wanted |
| Addictive personality yo I’ve been trainspotted |
| Should have stopped coming back when you went from a hobby to a lifestyle |
| I got pictures of me playing you up on my profile |
| AIM handle: PinballFanatic81 |
| I’ve played this game for one year and you know I’ve never won |
| I know the way you’re wired, every way in which you’re built |
| But some how you got my lights flashing, screaming out TILT! |
| (I know the way you’re wired, every way in which you’re built |
| But some how you got my lights flashing, screaming out TILT!) |
| TILT! |
| First time I placed my hands upon you know I broke into a cold sweat |
| Not knowing in the future that it’d be something I’d regret |
| From taking cold showers, to hating you for hours |
| I love you and if I died you wouldn’t even send me flowers |
| And obviously I’m not the only man in your life |
| Three more entries in your top score after I had left last night |
| And it’s pointless even starting one real fight with you |
| Cause you’re a robot and you’re heartless and you don’t even care |
| You’re not aware, of this giant cross that I have to bare |
| The customers see me weeping, yo, they come up and stare |
| And it’s not fair, but I think you like me demented |
| You’re like the single coldest parlor game like ever invented |
| And I wanna end it, rip you up and tear you to pieces |
| Bust ya wide open just to see what releases |
| I know the way you’re wired, every way in which you’re built |
| But some how you got my lights flashing, screaming out TILT! |
| (I know the way you’re wired, every way in which you’re built |
| But some how you got my lights flashing, screaming out TILT!) |
| TILT! |
| (And ya tilt, tilt, tilt me outta my mind |
| You’re stressing me out when I just need to unwind |
| And ya tilt, tilt, tilt me outta my soul |
| Driving around Portland with nowhere to go) |
| And I can’t figure out a way in which to end this |
| Cause if this machine had a voice she could finish this sentence |
| I’ve played her wearing dress shoes and flip flops |
| For the very longest time I’ve depended on the DMD and back box |
| And she send me love in the form of multiball action |
| Not an everyday distraction, I just love it with a passion |
| Late at night I lay in bed and dream about the flipper |
| You can check out all the pictures that I’ve posted on Flickr |
| Because she’s always there for me at the end of a long day |
| And I’m the only one I know that’s gotten 80 free plays |
| I’m hitting up these bumpers, matching up the numbers |
| Circuits in this cabinet but you know that I love her |
| These sounds they drive me crazy, come and save me I’m a baby |
| But she never comes to slay me just because she thinks I’m lazy |
| I know the way you’re wired, every way in which your built |
| Loving every flash of light while I’m screaming out TILT! |