Текст (слова) песни: Eric Clapton - Anyone For Tennis
by Eric Clapton and Martin Sharp
Twice upon a time in the valley of the tears An auctioneer is bidding for a box of fading years And the elephants are dancing on the graves of squealing mice. Anyone for tennis, wouldn`t that be nice?
And the ice creams are all melting on the streets of bloody beer While the beggars stain the pavements with flourescent Christmas cheer And the Bentley-driving guru is putting up his price. Anyone for tennis, wouldn`t that be nice?
And the prophets in the boutiques give out messages of hope With jingle bells and fairy tales and blind colliding scopes And you can tell they`re all the same underneath the pretty lies. Anyone for tennis, wouldn`t that be nice?
The yellow Buddhist monk is burning brightly at the zoo You can bring a bowl of rice and then a glass of water too And fate is setting up the chessboard while death rolls out the dice. Anyone for tennis, wouldn`t that be nice?
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