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