Fight lyrics

 
Song Details
Artist(s)Born Blind
Album(s)Pressing On

[MOLOKOV]

We wish, no, must, make our disgust

For this abuse perfectly clear

We're here for chess --

Are the U.S.?

If so, why foul the atmosphere?

[FLORENCE]

I must protest -- our delegation

Has a host of valid points to raise.

[ARBITER]

It's not just black and white

If I may coin a phrase

As any neutral would attest.

[FLORENCE]

Though we concede

The fact your masters bend the rules is maybe not your fault

If they withdraw their psychological assault

Then under protest he'll proceed.

[MOLOKOV]

If your man's so sweet

Then why his fighting talk?

If he says we cheat

Then why on earth did he go take a walk?

[FLORENCE]

I am not surprised he wanted fresher air

Once he realized there was no hope

Of your guys playing fair.

[FLORENCE & ANATOLY]

How sad

To see

[MOLOKOV & ARBITER]

It's very sad to see

The ancient and distinguished game that used to be

[ALL]

A model of decorum and tranquility

Become like any other sport

A battleground for rival ideologies

To slug it out with glee.

[ANATOLY]

I would say with regard to

Him it is hard to

Rebut

Ever-growing suspicions

My opposition's

A nut.

[FLORENCE]

I would have said

You'd understand the strain and pressure getting where he's got

For then you'd simply call him highly strung and not

Imply that he was off his head.

[ANATOLY]

But how on earth can someone even

Half as civilized and nice as you

Be part of such a self-destructive

Point of view?

I hope he pays you

What you're worth.

[ARBITER]

I call this tune

No one's immune to my power

Once in that hall.

[MOLOKOV]

In that case

I must ask you

Why you now

Preside over a brawl.

[FLORENCE]

I'm not getting rich

My only interest

Is in something which

Gives me the chance

Of working with the best.

[ANATOLY]

I can only say

I hope your dream comes true

Till that far-off day

I hope you cope

With helping number two.

[FLORENCE & ANATOLY]

How sad

To see

[MOLOKOV & ARBITER]

It's very sad to see

The ancient and distinguished game that used to be

[ALL]

A model of decorum and tranquility

Become like any other sport

A battleground for rival ideologies

To slug it out with glee.



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