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Various - Quartet (a Model Of Decorum And Tranquillity) lyrics

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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 
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