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The Soviet Machine |
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Molokov |
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Just in case you feel a trace |
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Of doubt or even nervous tension |
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Let me draw the latest score |
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To your attention |
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Not the score the witless corps |
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Of commentators are debating |
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Come, admit - who gives a shit |
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For Elo rating? |
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No I prefer and I'm sure you concur |
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To see who's ahead |
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Psychologically |
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For example: |
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We have on tap an inscrutable chap |
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Whose thoughts never stray |
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From the state of play |
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Whereas - |
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It's so difficult to concentrate if |
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You have left your native country |
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For a woman who has plans of her own |
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It's not easy for a chap to excel |
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Feeling guilty as hell |
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Having left his wife to face the music alone |
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But even worse, imagine if his ladies met |
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Well then I bet |
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The atmosphere around here would be a little strained |
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As he explained |
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How he could do what he's done to those two |
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Most wonderful girls |
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"Yes I love you both!" |
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Most amusing! |
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Starting from scratch they'll torpedo his match |
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His horse-power dead |
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On the board and in bed |
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Bit by bit the pieces fit |
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The Soviet machine advances |
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Not one move that won't improve |
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Our nation's chances |
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We predict a stunning victory |
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Both on the board and off it |
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This will show the traitor no one |
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Rats with profit |
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Oh we're gonna smash that bastard |
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Make him wanna change his name |
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Take him to the cleaners and devastate him |
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Wipe him out, humiliate him |
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We don't want the whole world saying |
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They can't even win a game |
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We have never reckoned on coming second |
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There's no use in losing |
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We can feel the flame of triumph burning |
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Our people's pride returning / Bit by bit the pieces fit |
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The Soviet machine advances |
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No one move that won't improve |
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Our nation's chances |
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From Moscow to the Baring Straits |
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Citizens will hail our victory |
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In Arctic circles frozen states |
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Will join with warmer climes in revelry |
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And I can say of this affair |
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I was there, did my share, played my part |
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And Russians all will be aware |
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I was there, from the start. |
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