[Intro]
[Verse]
Not lumpy pit nor loathsome pot
Could Ludwig count for wretched rest
No bowel nor back could rule the rot
Of notes abroad the swarming pest
[Chorus]
New birth pangs of a symphony
As children care not for the hour
This B-flat brute that ruptured Three
Struck hard its ground to flute and flower
[Verse]
And so the burly beaded nights
Assaulted every cranial port
Until the parchment leapt in lights
Of sound unheard and silent caught
[Chorus]
New birth pangs of a symphony
As children care not for the hour
This B-flat brute that ruptured Three
Struck hard its ground to flute and flower
[Break]
[Verse]
Not lumpy pit nor loathsome pot
Could Ludwig count for wretched rest
No bowel nor back could rule the rot
Of notes abroad the swarming pest
[Chorus]
New birth pangs of a symphony
As children care not for the hour
This B-flat brute that ruptured Three
Struck hard its ground to flute and flower
[Verse]
And so the burly beaded nights
Assaulted every cranial port
Until the parchment leapt in lights
Of sound unheard and silent caught
[Chorus]
New birth pangs of a symphony
As children care not for the hour
This B-flat brute that ruptured Three
Struck hard its ground to flute and flower
[Chorus]
New birth pangs of a symphony
As children care not for the hour
This B-flat brute that ruptured Three
Struck hard its ground to flute and flower
[Chorus]
New birth pangs of a symphony
As children care not for the hour
This B-flat brute that ruptured Three
Struck hard its ground to flute and flower
[Outro]