Tim Rice - Commie Newspapers lyrics

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Tim Rice - Commie Newspapers lyrics

[Florence] Well, we can't complain that You've been ignored by the press [Freddie] What'd they say? What'd they say? [Florence] They're not too polite [Freddie] They say I'm a sh**? [Florence, spoken] Well, yes. They pulled you to pieces-- [Florence, sung] In five different languages The Times: "You thrive on unpleasantness." [Florence, spoken] Le Monde: “Frederick Trumper, la honte des écheques.” [Freddie] I don't believe that they can't see my game I'm like that tennis player What's-his-name? They love to hate me And for us that's dollars! [Florence, spoken] Die Welt: "Trumper: Der wilde Junge des Schachs." [Freddie] Hey, look, here's a piece that Some idiot's written on you [Freddie, spoken] "Florence Va**y, petite Hungarian-born personal a**istant …” [Freddie, sung] “ … his gentle companion--" If they only knew! [Florence, spoken] What do you mean? I've always been gentle with you, Freddie [Both] “She stands by her champion …” [Freddie, spoken] Oh, I like this [Both] “… whose demands Are so infantile.” [Freddie, spoken] I don't like this [Florence] If you don't like it, then it's up to you They like the Russian, they could like you too [Freddie] Commie newspapers Of course the ba*tards all support the Russian [Florence] But Sergievsky seems a sweet opponent So why do you abuse him all the time? [Florence, spoken] Freddie, I love you very much, but just for once don't go on about the Russians at the press conference, okay?