Various Artists - Quartet (a Model Of Decorum And Tranquillity) - Текст песни

Benny Andersson, Tim Rice, and Bjorn Ulvaeus
MOLOKOV:
 We wish, no must, make our disgust at 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,
 Our player's sporting attitude's beyond all praise,
 as any neutral would attest
 But we concede the fact his masters bend the rules is not a
 player's fault --
 We'll overlook their crude political assault
 and under protest will proceed
 MOLOKOV:
 We wish, no must, make our disgust at this abuse perfectly clear
 we're here for chess -- are the U.S.? How can you make such a claim?
 MOLOKOV:                          ARBITER:
 If your man's so sweet            Point 17
 Then why his fighting talk?       No one-way screen
 If he's not a cheat               Will be allowed
 Then why on earth                 In the hall
 Did he go take a walk?

                          FLORENCE:
 Why let him loose?       I am not surprised
 He'll soon reduce        He wanted fresher air
 This great event         Once he realized
 To a brawl               There was no hope
                          Of your lot playing fair
 It's very sad            How sad
 To see the ancient and   To see
 Distinguished game       What used
 That used to be          To be
 BOTH:
 A model of decorum and tranquillity
 Become like any other sport
 A battleground for rival ideologies
 To slug it out with glee
 THE RUSSIAN:                MOLOKOV:
 Through the elegant yelling We wish, no must, make our disgust
 Of this compelling dispute  At this abuse perfectly clear
 Comes the ghastly suspicion We're here for chess -- are the U.S.?
 My opposition's a fruit     If so, why foul the atmosphere?
 FLORENCE:                        ARBITER:
 I don't suppose                  Point 23
 You'd understand the strain      The board will be
 and pressure
 getting where he's got           Made in Sweden
 For then you'd simply call him   Non-aligned wood
 highly strung and not
 Imply that he was one of those
 THE RUSSIAN:          MOLOKOV:
 But how can you       It seems to us
 Work for one who      There's little point in waiting here
 Treats you like dirt? all night for his return
 Pay must be good      And since a peaceful match is our sole concern
                       We won't make an official fuss
 FLORENCE:
 I'm not getting rich        In short we rise
 My only interest            Above your guy's
 Is in something which       Tantrums, dramas,
 Gives me the chance         Dirty tricks
 Of working with the best.
 THE RUSSIAN:                  ARBITER:
 I can only say                Point 31
 I hope your dream comes true  No game begun
 Till that far-off day         By noon goes on
 I hope you cope               After six
 With helping number two.
 THE RUSSIAN & FLORENCE:
 How sad
 To see
 ARBITER & MOLOKOV:
 It's very sad to see
 The ancient and distinguished game that used to be
 ALL:
 A model of decorum and tranquillity
 Become like any other sport
 A battleground for rival ideologies
 To slug it out with glee