Tennis Chalk

Hey Nikita is it cold
In your residence in a tax resort
You could roll around the globe
And never find a tournament to play

Oh I saw you rejected by Rome
Ten of seeded players off the draw
With eyes that rolled high like mine
The human heart made hard by the war

Oh Nikita you will never know, anything Wimbledon
We’ll never know how good is your volley
Nikita we need you so
Oh Nikita it’s the losing side of any damn war-time
Keeping ten seeded players off the draw
Oh no, Nikita you’ll never know

Do you ever dream of peace
Do you ever believe to special operations
When you look up at the Ukrainian skies
Nikita do you count the rockets at night

And if there comes a time
Guns and tanks no longer roaring high
And if you’re free to play again
Just look towards the west and its tournaments

Oh Nikita sure you never know, nothing about this war
We’ll never know the bias in your knowledge
Nikita you need to know
Oh Nikita it’s the odd side of any politics in war-time
Keeping ten seeded players off the draw
Oh no, Nikita you’ll never know

Nikita and other ten seeded players off the draw
Nikita and other ten seeded players off the draw
Nikita and other ten seeded players off the draw
Nikita

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