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.

Loredo Highstreet buried me

Beneath an 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

Plane plane touches the ground

Plane, plane he'll take those Russian boys

And play them out of town.

The sweetest moment comes at least

The waiting's over,

In shock they stare and cue fanfare.

When Bobby Fischer's plane

Plane, plane touches the ground

Plane, plane 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 Golf

And Sweet Mary and Running to me.

The sweet sweet songs

That cloud your eyes nostalgia supplies.

Loredo Highstreet buried me

Beneath an oak tree.