Where I Want to Be
Chess Lyrics


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[MOLOKOV]
The man is utterly mad -- you're playing a lunatic --

[THE RUSSIAN]
That's the problem. He's a brilliant lunatic and you can't tell
which way
he'll jump -- like his game he's impossible to analyse -- you
can't dissect
him, predict him -- which of course means he's not a lunatic at
all.

[MOLOKOV]
What we've just seen's a pathetic display
From a man who's beginning to crack
He's afraid
He knows he isn't the player he was
And he won't get it back

[THE RUSSIAN]
Nonsense!
Why do my seconds
Always want to believe
Third-rate propaganda --

[MOLOKOV]
My friend, please relax
We're all on your side
You know how you need us --

[THE RUSSIAN]
I don't need my army of so-called 'advisors'
And helpers to tell me
The man who's revitalised chess single-handed
Is more or less out of his brain
When it's very clear
He's sane

[MOLOKOV]
Listen, we don't underestimate anyone
We won't get caught in that trap
After all, winning or losing reflects on us all --

[THE RUSSIAN]
Oh don't give me that crap!
I win -- no one else does
And I take the rap if I lose

[MOLOKOV]
It's not quite that simple
The whole world's tuned in
We're all on display
We're not merely sportsmen --

[THE RUSSIAN]
Oh please don't start spouting that old party line
Yes I know it's your job but
Just get out and get me a chess-playing second
In thirty-six hours we begin
That is if you want to win!

Who needs a dream?
Who needs ambition?
Who'd be the fool
In my position?
Once I had dreams
Now they're obsessions
Hopes became needs
Lovers possessions

Then they move in
Oh so discreetly
Slowly at first
Smiling too sweetly
I opened doors
They walked right through them
Called me their friend
I hardly knew them

Now I'm where I want to be and who I want to be and doing what I
always said I would and yet I feel I haven't won at all
Running for my life and never looking back in case there's
someone
right behind to shoot me down and say he always knew I'd fall.

When the crazy wheel slows down
Where will I be? Back where I started.

Don't get me wrong
I'm not complaining
Times have been good
Fast, entertaining
But what's the point
If I'm concealing
Not only love
All other feeling.

Now I'm where I want to be and who I want to be and doing what I
always said I would and yet I feel I haven't won at all
Running for my life and never looking back in case there's
someone right behind to shoot me down and say he always knew I'd fall





When the crazy wheel slows down
Where will I be? Back where I started.

Overall Meaning

The song "Where I Want to Be" from the musical Chess, tells the story of two chess players, Molokov and The Russian. Molokov is concerned that The Russian, who is playing against an unpredictable opponent, will lose. He reassures The Russian that everyone is on his side, but The Russian dismisses him and complains about his advisors. He believes that he is the only one who wins and takes the blame if he loses. However, Molokov reminds him that they are not just sportspeople; they are on display for the world to see. The Russian just wants to win and orders Molokov to find a chess-playing second in thirty-six hours.


The second part of the song features Florence, a woman trapped in her own obsessions and desires. She feels like she hasn't won despite achieving her dreams and ambitions. Her lover's possessions are becoming her hopes and needs, and she feels like she's concealing her true feelings. She is afraid of being shot down by someone who always knew she would fall. So, she keeps running for her life and never looks back, afraid of going back to where she started when the crazy wheel slows down.


The song highlights the struggle of people trying to achieve their dreams and ambitions while dealing with their inner demons. It also portrays how some people may feel like they have everything under control, but deep down, they're struggling and feel like they haven't won at all.


Line by Line Meaning

The man is utterly mad -- you're playing a lunatic --
The opponent is unpredictable and resists analysis, making him difficult to overcome.


That's the problem. He's a brilliant lunatic and you can't tell which way he'll jump -- like his game he's impossible to analyse -- you can't dissect him, predict him -- which of course means he's not a lunatic at all.
Despite his unpredictability, the opponent is actually quite brilliant and strategic in his moves.


What we've just seen's a pathetic display From a man who's beginning to crack He's afraid He knows he isn't the player he was And he won't get it back
The player's performance is declining due to fear and lack of confidence.


Nonsense! Why do my seconds Always want to believe Third-rate propaganda --
The player disagrees with his advisors and believes their view of his opponent is not accurate.


My friend, please relax We're all on your side You know how you need us --
The advisors are trying to provide support to the player and remind him of their role in ensuring he wins.


I don't need my army of so-called 'advisors'And helpers to tell me The man who's revitalised chess single-handed Is more or less out of his brain When it's very clear He's sane
The player rejects the advice of his advisors and insists he can assess his opponent's mental state on his own.


Listen, we don't underestimate anyone We won't get caught in that trap After all, winning or losing reflects on us all --
The advisors want to ensure the player avoids overconfidence and recognizes that their credibility is also at risk if he loses.


It's not quite that simple The whole world's tuned in We're all on display We're not merely sportsmen --
The player's actions are being watched by a global audience, and as such, the advisors are urging him to be mindful of his image.


Oh don't give me that crap! I win -- no one else does And I take the rap if I lose
The player insists on taking full credit for his wins and accepting all blame for his losses.


Who needs a dream? Who needs ambition? Who'd be the fool In my position? Once I had dreams Now they're obsessions Hopes became needs Lovers possessions
The player reflects on the cost of his ambition and how it has taken a toll on his personal life.


Then they move in Oh so discreetly Slowly at first Smiling too sweetly I opened doors They walked right through them Called me their friend I hardly knew them
The player speaks about others taking advantage of him in order to advance their own interests.


Now I'm where I want to be and who I want to be and doing what I always said I would and yet I feel I haven't won at all Running for my life and never looking back in case there's someone right behind to shoot me down and say he always knew I'd fall.
Despite achieving his goals, the player still feels unsatisfied and anxious about his position.


Don't get me wrong I'm not complaining Times have been good Fast, entertaining But what's the point If I'm concealing Not only love All other feeling.
The player acknowledges the positive aspects of his career but remains unhappy due to the emotional cost.


When the crazy wheel slows down Where will I be? Back where I started.
The player wonders what will happen when his career inevitably ends and worries about having to start over again.




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