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Twice apon 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 squeeling mice
Anyone for tennis?
Wouldn't that be nice

And the ice creams are all melting
On the streets of bloody beard
While the beggars stain the pavements
With florecent 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 gingle bells
and fairy tales
and blind providing scopes
and you can tell that all their saying
Underneath the pretty lights
Anyone for tennis?
Wouldn't that be nice

Yellow buddist monkeys
playing brightly at the zoo
you can bring a bowl of rice
and then a glass of water
To her to taste

Setting up the chess board
While death roles out the dice
Anyone for tennis?
Wouldn't that be nice
Twice apon 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 squeeling mice   Anyone for tennis?   Wouldn't that be nice      And the ice creams are all melting   On the streets of bloody beard   While the beggars stain the pavements   With florecent 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 gingle bells   and fairy tales   and blind providing scopes   and you can tell that all their saying   Underneath the pretty lights   Anyone for tennis?   Wouldn't that be nice      Yellow buddist monkeys   playing brightly at the zoo   you can bring a bowl of rice   and then a glass of water   To her to taste      Setting up the chess board   While death roles out the dice   Anyone for tennis?   Wouldn't that be nice