Lyrics Talking Chess - Chess In Concert

Talking Chess

Anatoly:
What are you doing here?
Frederick:
This is the one situation,
I wanted most to avoid.
Anatoly:
Then what on earth are you doing?
You could be better employed.
Frederick:
No, please hear me out.
I think I can help.
Anatoly:
If it is about Florence, I am warning you!
Frederick:
No, it is not about her, your wife or your kids;
or money, or Walter, or Molokov.
Anatoly:
What the hell is it?
Frederick:
I want to talk chess!
Anatoly:
Chess?
Frederick:
Something I’ve noticed in Viigand,
it is his King’s Indian Defense.
One of the lines he’s been trying,
doesn’t completely make sense.
Anatoly:
I--I don’t understand.
Frederick:
I told you, his King’s Indian--
Anatoly:
No, I don’t understand why you are helping me.
Frederick:
Because I love chess.
Does nobody else?
Jesus!
Sometimes I think I am the only one.
How can you let mediocrity win?
Anatoly:
What about Florence’s father?
My wife and my children?
Frederick:
You’ve let them all down already.
Win or betray yourself too.
You don’t want those shits to get what they want.
Anatoly:
They’ll get what they want.
They always do.
Frederick:
No, they won’t, if you win.
Be true to the game.
The one thing you know you can count upon--
Anatoly:
What about Florence?
Frederick:
The one thing is chess!
Anatoly:
Chess?
Frederick:
How can you let mediocrity win?
You have one chance left.
Win for chess!
You were five-one up.
Now it’s five all.
Get a grip!