[Part I: The Russian and Molokov]

[MOLOKOV, spoken]
The man is utterly mad
You're playing a lunatic

[THE RUSSIAN, spoken]
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

[MOLOKOV]
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

[THE RUSSIAN]
Nonsense!
Why do my seconds
Always want to believe
Third-rate propaganda—
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[MOLOKOV]
My friend, please relax
We're all on your side
You know how you need us—

[THE RUSSIAN]
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

[MOLOKOV]
Listen, we don't underestimate anyone
We won't get caught in that trap
After all, winning or losing reflects on us all—

[THE RUSSIAN]
Oh, don't give me that crap!
I win—no one else does
And I take the rap if I lose

[MOLOKOV]
It's not quite that simple
The whole world's tuned in
We're all on display
We're not merely sportsmen—

[THE RUSSIAN]
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

[Part II: Where I Want To Be]

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

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

Now I'm where I wanna be and who I wanna 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

When the crazy wheel slows down
Where will I be?
Back where I started

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?

Now I'm where I wanna be and who I wanna 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

When the crazy wheel slows down
Where will I be?
Back where I started