Quartet (A Model of Decorum and Tranquility)

We wish, no, must, make our disgust
 With this abuse perfectly clear
 We're here for chess --
 Are the U.S.?
 If so, why foul the atmosphere?
 I must protest -- our delegation
 Has a host of valid points to raise.
 It's not just black and white
 If I may coin a phrase
 As any neutral would attest.
 But we concede
 the fact his masters bend the rules is not your player's fault --
 We'll overlook your crude political assault
 and under protest we'll proceed
 If your man's so sweet
 Then why his fighting talk?
 If he's not a cheat
 Then why on earth did he go take a walk?
 I am not surprised (Molokov: Why let him loose?)
 he wanted fresher air (Molokov: He'll soon reduce)
 Once he realized there was no hope (Molokov: This great event)
 Of your lot playing fair. (Molokov: To a brawl)
 Florence & Anatoly:
 How sad (Molokov & Arbiter: It's very sad to see)
 To see (Molokov & Arbiter: The ancient and distinguished game that used to be)
 A model of decorum and tranquility
 Become like any other sport
 A battleground for rival ideologies
 To slug it out with glee.
 I would say with regard to
 Him it is hard to rebut
 Ever-growing suspicions
 My opposition's a nut.
 I would have said
 You'd understand the strain and pressure getting where he's got
 For then you'd simply call him highly strung
 and not imply that he was off his head.
 But how on earth can someone even
 Half as civilized and nice as you
 Be part of such a self-destructive
 Point of view?
 I hope he pays you what you're worth.
 I'm not getting rich (Molokov: Then, we'll rise)
 My only interest is (Molokov: Above your guy's)
 in something which (Molokov: Tantrums)
 Gives me the chance (Molokov: dramas)
 Of working with the best. (Molokov: Dirty tricks)
 I can only say
 I hope your dream comes true
 Till that far-off day
 I hope you cope
 With helping number two.
 Florence & Anatoly:
 How sad (Molokov & Arbiter: It's very sad to see)
 To see (Molokov & Arbiter: The ancient and distinguished game that used to be)
 A model of decorum and tranquility
 Become like any other sport
 A battleground for rival ideologies
 To slug it out with glee.
 (Repeat singing in a quartet)