Wimbledon

RockerDaveI’ve packed my bags and I’ve sold the amp
I’m moving out of rock
I’ve got the makings of a tennis champ
And so I’m bound for Wimbledon
All this decay is stifling me
Too much drugs and booze
And so I’m bound for Wimbledon
Where I win even if I lose

The backhand volley and the forehand smash
The lovely ladies and the prize in cash
Rock is dying but I’m going to live
It’s not taking me down with it

The basic thing that appeals to me
The racquet doesn’t lie
Unlike this racket called “the industry”
Cause it makes stars like Wimbledon
But half the stars are charlatans
Most of the rest are dead
And so I’m bound for Wimbledon
To grace the net instead

The backhand volley and the forehand smash
The lovely ladies and the prize in cash
Rock is dying but I’m going to live
It’s not taking me down with it

Björn Borg and Vitas Gerulitis
Don’t come down with serum hepatitis

And if in health I’ll win ’cause I’m Australian
And we do well at Wimbledon

I’ll have to practice every day and night
No time for writing songs
The only singles that I want to make
Are Centre Court … at Wimbledon

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