Commie Newspapers

Well we can't complain that you've been ignored by the press
What'd they say, what'd they say?
They're not too polite
They say I'm a shit?
Well, yes. They pulled you to pieces
In five different languages
The Times: "You thrive on unpleasantness"
Le Monde: "Frederick Trumper: Le Honte de Échecs"

I don't believe that they can't see my game
I'm like that tennis player, what's his name?
They love to hate me and for us, that's dollars

Die Welt: "Trumper: Der wilde Junge des Schachs."

Hey, look here's a piece that some idiot's written on you
"Florence Vassey, petite Hungarian-born personal assistant,"
"His gentle companion" — if they only knew!
What do you mean? I've always been gentle with you, Freddie!

"She stands by her champion,"
Oh, I like this!
"Whose demands are so infantile"
I don't like this

If you don't like it, then it's up to you
They like the Russian, they could like you, too
Commie newspapers!
Of course the bastards all support the Russian
But Sergievsky seems a sweet opponent
So why do you abuse him all the time?

"Freddie, I love you very much, but just for once don't go on about the Russians at the press conference, okay?"



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Writer(s): Tim Rice, Benny Goran Bror Andersson, Bjoern K. Ulvaeus
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