Classical music, we love it to death And we sign it jazz-funk, and that rock-and-roll Isn't it to draw breath? All of my friends are classical snobs They do not approve of you They think you do drugs and sing like a frog When only the latter is true Classical music, we love it to death And we sign it jazz-funk, and that rock-and-roll Isn't it to draw breath? They only like strings and woodwinds and things And harps and percussion and brass As soon as they hear an electric guitar It gives them a pain in the ass It gives them a pain in the ass Classical music, we love it to death And we sign it jazz-funk, and that rock-and-roll Isn't it to draw breath? They say that our friendship is based on lack of taste They say that I'm wasting my time And your career being here with you Classical music, we love it to death And we sign it jazz-funk, and that rock-and-roll Isn't it to draw breath?