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CHORUS Morphy, Anderssen, Steinitz, Lasker, Capablanca Alekhine, Euwe, Botvinnik, Smyslov, Tal, Petrosian Spassky, Fischer, Karpov, Kasparov ARBITER (spoken) Two weeks ago, I gave you a limit of six more games to end this sequence of draws. Five of these have now passed. If today's game does not produce a decision, the match is void. FREDDIE (spoken) All eyes in the world of chess and, indeed, many eyes outside it, are turned towards Bangkok, Thailand today, where the final match in this gripping encounter has just been launched with ceremonial splendor. And all the talk is of the recent and sensational loss of form of the world champion, who seems certain to surrender his title here today. CHORUS 1866 - Wilhelm Steinitz 1894 - Emmanuel Lasker MOLOKOV How straightforward the game When one has trust in one's player CHORUS 1921 - Jose Capablanca MOLOKOV And how great the relief Working for one who believes in Loyalty, heritage, true to his kind Come what may CHORUS 1927 - Alex Alekhine WALTER Though it gives me no joy Adding to your satisfaction CHORUS 1935 - Euwe 1948 - Mikhail Botvinnik WALTER You can safely assume Your late, unlamented employee Knows if he wins, that the only thing won Is the chess CHORUS 1957 - Vasiliy Smyslov MOLOKOV It's the weak who accept Tawdry untruths about freedom CHORUS 1960 - Tal 1963 - Tigran Petrosian MOLOKOV Prostituting themselves Chasing a spurious starlight Trinkets in airports Sufficient to lead them astray CHORUS 1969 - Boris Spassky FLORENCE Does the player exist In any human endeavor CHORUS 1972 - Bobby Fischer 1975 - Anatoly Karpov FLORENCE Who's been known to resist Sirens of fame and possessions They will destroy you Not rivals, not age, not success CHORUS 1956 - Budapest is rising 1956 - Budapest is fighting 1956 - Budapest is falling 1956 - Budapest is dying ANATOLY They all think they see a man Who doesn't know Which move to make Which way to go Whose private life Caused his decline Wrecked his grand design Some are vicious, some are fools And some are blind To see in me One of their kind Anyone can be A husband, lover Sooner them than me When they discover Their domestic bliss is Shelter for their failing Nothing could be worse Than self-denial Having to rehearse The endless trial Of a partner's rather sad Demands prevailing SVETLANA As you watch yourself caring About a minor sporting triumph, sharing Your win with esoterics Paranoids, hysterics Who don't pay attention to


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