作词 : Brett Yang/Eddy Chen
作曲 : Brett Yang/Eddy Chen
B to the S M
In your era
Eins zwei drei vier
Guten Morgen
Don't touch my organ
My brain so huge
That's how you get the art of fugue
Complex polyphony
Master of tonality
They call me the real OG
That's why y'all keep coming Bach to me
I'm a prodigy kid
Hear the bops that I did
First at class, lick my Arsch
And attend my greatest mass
Let me blow my magic flute
All-time great, that's absolute
I'm the king, make you sick
When you play my Nachtmusik
Opera and ballet
Carry you away by night and day
Your mind has gone astray
Gone is my Juliet
I won't forget the night that I...
Hit you with that
Duh duh duh dum
Hit you with that
Duh duh duh dum
Stop telling me what to say what to write
Writing music for the brainless out of spite
Sick of writing for the Stalin government while I...
Shh, shh,be quiet
I'm scared, I'm terrified
They gonna take me in the middle of the night
They're trying to censor me, take away my rights
But against oppression, I shall fight
Hear, my last premiere Full of despair
No need to shed a tear
Gone is my Juliet
I won't forget the night that I...
Hit you with that
Duh duh duh dum
Hit you with that
Duh duh duh dum
Classical, Romantic, got them both
Expressive play is my forte
All them haters calling out my name
Call me insane
Deaf to the hate
Can't hear you, what?
What did you say?