He don't go to parties
And he's never home
He don't want to answer emails
And he don't come to the phone
And it seems like if you saw him
He's just a pile of bones
Bach is dead and gone

Left hook to the body
Straight right to the chin
He went down in the third round
And just never got up again
It was a sad day and a bad way
For a great career to end
Bach is dead and gone

While he was still living
He was one fast gun
And I said lets write some motets
He was already done
But you can't mourn forever
Forever just no fun
Bach is dead and gone

He don't go to parties
And he's never home
He don't want to answer emails
And he don't come to the phone
And it seems like if you saw him
He's just a pile of bones
Bach is dead and gone