Originally posted by reader1107Asking only workman’s wages, I come lookin’ for a job, but I get no offers
Surely someone can write a chess song to one of these tunes!
Of course, my own recurring theme song:
I got forked again
Kumbaya...
Just a comeon from the pawns on 7th raaaa-aaaank
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there
CHORUS
Bye bye love
Bye bye happiness
Hello loneliness
I think I'm gonna cry
Bye bye love
Bye bye sweet caress
Hello emptiness
I feel like I could die
Bye bye my queen, goodbye
There goes my baby
With someone new
She sure looks happy
I sure am blue
She was my baby
Till he stepped in
Goodbye to romance
That might have been
CHORUS
I'm through with romance
I'm through with chess
I'm through with playing
I don't progress
And here's the reason
That I'm so free
My evil opponent
Checkmated me
CHORUS
*hip hop represents chess*
I set my moves up strategically, enemy kings are taken easily
Knights move four spaces, in place of bishops east of me
Communicate with pawns on a telepathic frequency
Smash knights with mics in militant mental fights, it seems to be
An everlasting battle on the 64-block geometric metal battlefield
The sword of my rook, will shatter your feeble battle shield
I witness a bishop that'll wield his mystic sword
And slaughter every player who inhabits my chessboard
Knight to Queen's three, I slice through MC's
Seize the rook's towers and the bishop's ministries
Minstrels sing songs and mimic me, but cease to live instantly
Hidden deep within me is a sinister entity
Intentions of tense intent in ten tents
Where kings rest in beds with queens' breasts exposed for sex
To the crease or release tension, tends to tense men
When traitorous defense is fencing kingsmen
I quickly push the whore up from off of me
Trying to understand this battle of psychology
Psychotic, I slice optics of cyclops
In water with warlocks, through Indian corn stalks
Chessboard blocks become blood-red
Blood clots block brains and lock with thoughts of pawns in shock
I shot, crossbows and toss flows across moats
To pierce the archer's armor, armed with arrows
Pole points from elbows, with joints joined with marrow
To maim, the tip of the arrows lit with flame
Checkmate - the death of your king ends the game
Schizophrenic Pawn
Following the path
My king showed me
I’m right on the edge
No one will stop me
I will prevail
Shall I stay in place?
Or make a move now
I can be anyone
Anyone I want to be
Have to make up my mind
Don’t want to loose control
I have to make a choice
Hope it's the right one
Cause I'm the chosen one
I'm the chosen one
You are the chosen one
You are the chosen one
The wind of change
Is overwhelming
Sacrifices aren't in vain
I cannot fail
I'm not just a pawn
More than I appear
No room for mistake
Cause I'm the chosen one
I've been waiting all my life
My time has come
I know it's my destiny
I am the one
I am the one
I am the one
I am the one
You are the chosen one
You are the chosen one
Hope it's the right one
Cause I'm the chosen one
I'm the chosen one
You are the chosen one
You are the chosen one
The wind of change
Is overwhelming
Sacrifices aren't in vain
I cannot fail
I'm not just a pawn
More than I appear
No room for mistake
Cause I'm the chosen one
I've been waiting all my life
My time as come
I know it's my destiny
I am the one
I am the one
I am the one
I am the one
You are the chosen one
You are the chosen one
( http://www.ondespirale.com/e4/paroles_n10.html )