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