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musicals - chess - the soviet machine lyrics

molokov: [spoken]
comrades, why are you looking so worried? we are not
dealing with the traitor sogievsky now. comrade viigand
is a disciplined, soviet, chess-playing machine.

[sung]
just in case you feel a trace
of doubt or even nervous tension,
let me draw the latest score
to your attention.
not the score,
the witless core of commentators are debating.
come, admit,
who gives a sh-t for elo rating.
no, i prefer
and i’m sure you concur,
to see who is ahead
psychologically, for example,
we have on tap,
an inscrutable chap
whose thoughts never stray
from the state of the play.

all:
viigand!

molokov: [spoken]
whereas…

[sung]
it’s so difficult to concentrate if
you have left your native
country for a woman
who has plans of her own.
it’s not easy for a chap to excel,
feeling guilty as h-ll,
having left his wife
to face the music alone.
but, even worse,
imagine if his ladies met,
well then i’ll bet,
the atmosphere ’round here
would be a little strained,
as she explained.
[claps]
how could he do
what he’s done to those two,
most wonderful girls.
yes, i love you both.

soloists:
most amusing!

molokov:
starting them scratch
they’ll torpedo his match,
his horsepower dead
on the board and in bed.

all:
bit by bit the pieces fit,
the soviet machine advances.
not one move that
won’t improve our nation’s chances.
we predict a stunning victory
on the board and off it.
this will show that traitor
no one rats with profit.

but we’re going
to smash that b-st-rd.
make him wanna change his name.
take him to the cleaners
and devastate him,
wipe him out,
humiliate him.

we don’t want the
whole world saying
“they can’t even win a game.”
we have never
reckoned on coming second.

molokov:
there’s no use in soloists:
losing. we can feel the flame
of triumph burning,
bit by bit the pieces fit, our people’s pride returning.
the soviet machine
advances.

all:
not one move that won’t
improve our nation’s chances.
hoi!

molokov:
no, i prefer and
i’m sure you concur,
to see who is ahead
psychologically, for example,
we have on tap,
an inscrutable chap
whose thoughts never stray
from the state of the play.

all:
la la la la, la la lay la lay la
la la la la la la la la la la la

bit by bit the pieces fit,
the soviet machine advances.
not one move that won’t
improve our nation’s chances.
hey!
we predict a stunning victory
on the board and off it.
this will show that traitor
no one rats with profit.

ah ah, la la la la!

molokov:
from moscow to
the bering strait,
citizens will hail
our victory.

all:
in arctic circles,
frozen states
will join with
warmer climes in reverie.

molokov:
and i can say of this affair
i was there,
did my share,
played my part.

all:
and comrades
all will be aware
i was there
from the start
mmm mmm…

viigand:
ah ah…

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