REAL TENNIS

Jimmy Dunlop USA
I've made my bed now I pray
Real Tennis

Zip tied up nowhere to go
It's strange and creeping you know
Real Tennis
There ain't nothing like it

Dear Sir I have a complaint
After years of waiting nothing came
Real Tennis

I wear the same clothes every day
Because i feel the same
Real Tennis
There ain't nothing like it

Comfort me conformity
A beast that preys on the weak
Real Tennis
I don't use my brain no no more
Nothing left in it you know
Real Tennis
There ain't nothing like it



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Writer(s): Serner Tom Filip
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