T.V. Studio by The Who Lyrics

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

Rio, Paris, New York, London
Moscow, Peking, Tokyo
The world!

A Tommy Camp in every city
Millions flocking in like sheep
What they want ain't cheap, it's a pity
But who am I to upset their dreams?