So you'll be an Austrian Nobleman
  Commissioning a symphony in C
  Which defies all earthly descriptions
  You'll be Commissioning a symphony in C
    With money you squeeze from the peasants
  To your nephew you can give it as a present
  This magnificent symphony in C
  You'll be commissioning a symphony in C
    Completely filling the palace concert hall
  It's warm and golden like an oven that's wide open
  It has a melody both happy and sad
  Built on Victoria's young triads
    You've entered the room with great caution
  Though no one in the hall is even watching
  They are transfixed
  They are forgetting just to breath
  They are so taken by your symphony...
  In C
    You're sitting there thinking your thoughts
  They are not about what is but what is not
  You are sitting there breathing in your breath
  You are seldom breathing life but mostly death
    So you'll be an Austrian Nobleman
  Commissioning a symphony in C
  Which defies all earthly descriptions
  You'll be commissioning...
  A symphony...
  In C