Eric Clapton - Anyone For Tennis Lyrics

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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