Lyric One night in Bangkok
THE AMERICAN:
Bangkok, Oriental setting
And the city don t know that the city is getting
The creme de la creme of the chess world in a
Show with everything but Yul Brynner
Time flies - doesn t seem a minute
Since the Tirolean spa had the chess boys in it
All change - don t you know that when you
Play at this level there s no ordinary venue
It s Iceland... or the Philippines... or Hastings... or... or this place!
COMPANY:
One night in Bangkok and the world s your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain t free
You ll find a god in every golden cloister
And if you re lucky then the god s a she
I can feel an angel sliding up to me
THE AMERICAN:
One town s very like another
When your head s down over your pieces, brother
COMPANY:
It s a drag, it s a bore, it s really such a pity
To be looking at the board, not looking at the city
THE AMERICAN:
Whaddya mean? Ya seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town...
COMPANY:
Tea, girls, warm, sweet, sweet
Some are set up in the Somerset Maugham suite
THE AMERICAN:
Get Thai d! You re talking to a tourist
Whose every move s among the purest
I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine
COMPANY:
One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
Can t be too careful with your company
I can feel the devil walking next to me
THE AMERICAN:
Siam s gonna be the witness
To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness
This grips me more than would a
Muddy old river or reclining Buddha
And thank God I m only watching the game, controlling it
I don t see you guys rating
The kind of mate I m contemplating
I d let you watch, I would invite you
But the queens we use would not excite you
So you better go back to your bars, your temples, your massage parlours
COMPANY:
One night in Bangkok and the world s your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain t free
You ll find a god in every golden cloister
A little flesh, a little history
I can feel an angel sliding up to me
One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
Can t be too careful with your company
I can feel the devil walking next to me
Bangkok, Oriental setting
And the city don t know that the city is getting
The creme de la creme of the chess world in a
Show with everything but Yul Brynner
Time flies - doesn t seem a minute
Since the Tirolean spa had the chess boys in it
All change - don t you know that when you
Play at this level there s no ordinary venue
It s Iceland... or the Philippines... or Hastings... or... or this place!
COMPANY:
One night in Bangkok and the world s your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain t free
You ll find a god in every golden cloister
And if you re lucky then the god s a she
I can feel an angel sliding up to me
THE AMERICAN:
One town s very like another
When your head s down over your pieces, brother
COMPANY:
It s a drag, it s a bore, it s really such a pity
To be looking at the board, not looking at the city
THE AMERICAN:
Whaddya mean? Ya seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town...
COMPANY:
Tea, girls, warm, sweet, sweet
Some are set up in the Somerset Maugham suite
THE AMERICAN:
Get Thai d! You re talking to a tourist
Whose every move s among the purest
I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine
COMPANY:
One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
Can t be too careful with your company
I can feel the devil walking next to me
THE AMERICAN:
Siam s gonna be the witness
To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness
This grips me more than would a
Muddy old river or reclining Buddha
And thank God I m only watching the game, controlling it
I don t see you guys rating
The kind of mate I m contemplating
I d let you watch, I would invite you
But the queens we use would not excite you
So you better go back to your bars, your temples, your massage parlours
COMPANY:
One night in Bangkok and the world s your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain t free
You ll find a god in every golden cloister
A little flesh, a little history
I can feel an angel sliding up to me
One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
Can t be too careful with your company
I can feel the devil walking next to me
