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 d**h 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