Listen to One Night In Bangkok (Original Single Version / From “Chess”) by Murray Head

One Night In Bangkok (Original Single Version / From “Chess”)

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Murray Head
Murray Head
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Björn Ulvaeus
Björn Ulvaeus
Songwriter
Tim Rice
Tim Rice
Songwriter
Benny Goran Bror Andersson
Benny Goran Bror Andersson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Lyrics

Bangkok, Oriental City But the city don't know what the city is getting The creme de la creme of the chess world In a show with everything but Yul Brenner Time flies, doesn't seem a minute Since the Tirolean spa had the chess boards in it All changed, 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 One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster The bars are temples but their 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 One town's very like another When your head's down over your pieces, brother (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) Whattaya mean? You've seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town (Tea, girls, warm and sweet, sweet Some are set up in the Somerset Maugham suite) Get Thai'd, you're talking to a tourist Whose every move's among the purest I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine 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 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 Thank God I'm only watching the game, controlling it I don't see you guys raging The kind of mating 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 parlors One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster The bars are temples but their 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 the 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
Writer(s): Tim Rice, Benny Goran Bror Andersson, Bjoern K. Ulvaeus Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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