The Ambrosian Singers - Press Conference Lyrics

Lyrics Press Conference - The Ambrosian Singers




Ladies and gentlemen
The chess champion of the world
Why do you persist with vicious attacks
Ungracious remarks re: opponents?
It smacks of a lack of conviction
Admit you're under duress
And that your only skill left is for money, not chess
You say you will win by six games to two
But don't you concede he's a challenger who
Is a cut above most of the crap you've beaten before
So aren't you pushing your luck by predicting the score?
If Soviet life's as grim as you claim
Then how come their boys are so good at the game?
Though you swear the American dream
The American way is clearly the best
Your image isn't saying a lot
For life in the West
And though right now you think that you're hot
You're riding the crest
The day is bound to come when you're not
And so we suggest
Respect, for just in case you forgot
We made you, you pest
The media always gave you a shot
So don't be a clown
We wouldn't want to drag you back down
Okay, whaddya wanna know?
Why did you risk the whole match breaking down?
I don't know what you're saying
What are you, what are implying?
All your outrageous demands, self-conceit
I don't see anything outrageous in demanding what I'm worth
They pay you all that you ask for and then you demand even more
Any champion is entitled to a much as he can get, any way he wants to get it
Does your opponent deserve such abuse?
All Soviets deserve abuse
But even you must concede he can play
He is the best red in the circuit, sure, I'll give him that but-
He hasn't lost for a long time
He could be a tough nut to crack
Listen, if he gets one game off me
It's because I wanna keep the press interest going and-
It's hard to believe what we're reporting
Why so disparaging?
Not very sporting
Are the communists sporting, my God?
Tell all this to the United Nations
Are you an asset to East-West relations?
What is this?
What have Russians done for East-West relations?
Have you guys got any intelligent questions?
What's your impression of our little town?
Rather cold and dull, I mean, what did you expect?
Where would you rather have played - Leningrad?
Leningrad was an insulting Soviet suggestion
They only tried to be friendly
They would have played in New York
Aw come on, cut the crap
You know as well as I do it was another setup
How come your second's a girl, lover-boy?
At least I'm upfront, I say what I think
What did you say then?
How come your second's a girl, lover-boy?
I don't know what you're getting at, but don't
Are you the way chess is going?
Are there more like you back at home?
Are all you guys reds? Listen if I do lose-
You protest to much
We see your ploy-a
Big noise to hide your fears
Pure paranoia
I'm not paranoid, they're out to get me
Term ask this to the United Nations
Are you an asset to East-West relations
(So) give us a break
Whaddya want?
It's only a game for goodness sake
(Only a game for goodness sake)
(Only a game for goodness sake)
(Only a game for goodness sake)
Whaddya want?
Well what did I say?
He's out of his tree
He's finally flipped
And between you and me
He's no hope of retaining his crown
In this frame of mind
In fact, he shouldn't have come here
He should have resigned
Much better to quit
When still number one
Than crash to defeat
Reputation undone
Although he's proven to himself
It's a communist plot
If you ask me
It's money to blame
That's started the rot
It's sad that the best his country's produced
Is struggling in front of our eyes
And reduced
To the mindless abuse and assault
On all of mankind
In fact, he shouldn't have come here
He should have resigned



Writer(s): Tim Rice, Benny Goran Bror Andersson, Bjoern K. Ulvaeus


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