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THE RUSSIAN AND MOLOKOV / WHERE I WANT TO BE (Concept Album)
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Musik
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Benny Andersson/Björn Ulvaeus
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Text
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Tim Rice
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Arrangement
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Anders Eljas
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Gesangspart
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Anatoly/Molokov
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wissenswertes
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Molokov
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The man is utterly mad - you're playing a lunatic -
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Anatoly
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That's the problem. He's a brilliant lunatic and
you can't tell which way
he'll jump - like his game he's impossible
to analyse - you can't dissect
him, predict him - which of course means
he's not a lunatic at all
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Molokov
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What we've just seen's a pathetic display
From a man who's beginning to crack
He's afraid
He knows he isn't the player he was
And he won't get it back
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Anatoly
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Nonsense!
Why do my seconds
Always want to believe
Third-rate propaganda -
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Molokov
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My friend, please relax
We're all on your side
You know how you need us -
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Anatoly
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I don't need my army of so-called 'advisors'
And helpers to tell me
The man who's revitalised chess single-handed
Is more or less out of his brain
When it's very clear
He's sane
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Molokov
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Listen, we don't underestimate anyone
We won't get caught in that trap
After all, winning or losing reflects on us all -
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Anatoly
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Oh don't give me that crap!
I win - no one else does
And I take the rap if I lose
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Molokov
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It's not quite that simple
The whole world's tuned in
We're all on display
We're not merely sportsmen -
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Anatoly
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Oh please don't start spouting that old party line
Yes I know it's your job but
Just get out and get me a chess-playing second
In thirty-six hours we begin
That is if you want to win!
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Who needs a dream?
Who needs ambition?
Who'd be the fool
In my position?
Once I had dreams
Now they're obsessions
Hopes became needs
Lovers possessions
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Then they move in
Oh so discreetly
Slowly at first
Smiling too sweetly
I opened doors
They walked right through them
Called me their friend
I hardly knew them
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Now I'm where I want to be and who I want to be and
doing what I always said I would and yet
I feel I haven't won at all
Running for my life and never looking back in
case there's someone right behind to
shoot me down and say he always knew I'd fall
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When the crazy wheel slows down
Where will I be? Back where I started
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Don't get me wrong
I'm not complaining
Times have been good
Fast, entertaining
But what's the point
If I'm concealing
Not only love
All other feeling
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Now I'm where I want to be and who I want to be and
doing what I always said I would and yet
I feel I haven't won at all
Running for my life and never looking back in
case there's someone right behind to
shoot me down and say he always knew I'd fall
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When the crazy wheel slows down
Where will I be? Back where I started
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