Chess references in Music ?

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Dusty Springfield - "Checkmate" Lyrics

Queen to your King
Don't be afraid to move away to safety
I know you well, I can tell when your heart is feelin' lonely
I've seen those knights in armour guardin' your door
Oh, but I'm gonna keep on comin' 'til you can't move no more

You can bait me, fake me, yeah
But I keep on comin' at ya
You break me, shake me, yeah
I ain't movin' backwards
Shake me, take me, yeah
I keep on goin'
'Til I hold you in checkmate once more, mmm

I'm a Queen to your King
Yes, I've been told that you use your pawn to hurt me
Oh, nothing's been gained
Oh, I can see that your Bishop's lies then wonders
Oh, if he could stop me with the power he holds
It ties me, it ties me over with his prison, his goal

You can bait me, fake me
But I keep on comin' at ya
Just break me, shake me
I ain't movin' backwards
Shake me, take me, yeah
I keep goin' 'til I hold you in checkmate once more
Ooh, 'til I hold you in checkmate once more

Bait me, fake me, aah
But I keep comin' at ya
Break me, shake me, aah
I ain't movin', I ain't movin', I ain't movin'
Oh, but I keep comin' at ya
Take me, shake me
I ain't movin', I ain't movin' backgrounds, yeah
I ain't movin', 'cause I ain't movin' backwards, yeah, oh
I ain't movin', oh, I keep on comin' at ya
Yeah, aah, yeah, I ain't movin', yeah
Break me, shake me, yeah
I keep on comin' at ya
I ain't movin', I ain't movin' backwards
I ain't movin, I ain't movin
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Duncan Sheik - "Mr. Chess" Lyrics

So good to meet you Mr. Chess
I've always heard that you're the best
At housing knights
and castles high up in the air

So I beseech you, Mr. Chess
To let me sleep inside your bed
and would you sleep too?
Would you sleep too
in the chair?

You see, I dream of many things.
Of floating solitary kings
of pawns and people
with blue sequins in their hair

the jester sings
the bishop brings the Queen
a hollow following
and all the pawns and people stop
and people stare

so i too stop at three o'clock
i stumble to your door and knock
and ask to see you, ask to be you
Mr. Chess
Oh Mr. Chess
My Mr. Chess

Now I beseech you Mr. Chess
To let me sleep to let me rest
To let me dream, to let me sing
without a care
I would dream you things so fair
i'll sing you castles in the air

and i would sleep too
i would sleep too
i will rest
Oh Mr. Chess
My Mr. Chess
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Artist: Murray Head
Song: One Night in Bangkok Lyrics
[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
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

Sinatra's That's Life: I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet, a pawn and a king...