Cue Fanfare

Some expressions take me back

Like hair of gold and sweet Mary

And running to me

The sweet sweet songs that cloud your eyes

Nostalgia supplies

Loreto Highstreet buried me

Beneath the oak tree

As this is to me

Then so to you is something else

That keeps you up long past your bedtime, tearing hair

The sweetest moment comes at last

The waitings over

In shock they stare and cue fanfare

When Bobby Fischer's plane touches the ground

He'll take those Russian boys and play them out of town

The sweetest moment comes at last

The waitings over

In shock they stare and cue fanfare

When Bobby Fischer's plane touches the ground

He'll take those Russian boys and play them out of town

Playing for blood as grandmasters should

Some obsessions take me back

Like hair of golden and sweet Mary

And running to me

The sweet sweet songs that cloud your eyes

Nostalgia supplies

Loreto Highstreet buried me

Beneath the oak tree

When Bobby Fischer's plane touches the ground

He'll take those Russian boys and play them out of town

The sweetest moment comes at last

The waitings over

In shock they stare and cue fanfare

When Bobby Fischer's plane touches the ground

He'll take those Russian boys and play them out of town

Playing for blood as grandmasters should