Tom, Tom, The Piper's Son Lyrics

You can hip, hip hurray It was growing pop and it couldn't stop Now it's number one thanks to Tom the piper's son
Tom, Tom, the piper's son He stole a tune and away he run And away run he with that melody
Tom was hot, the tune was sweet But he revamped it with a new off beat And the classic thing got a shot of swing
Mr. Brahms cried, argh So did Mozart and Bach And to hear them rave Paganini tumbled over in his grave
And now that tune that no one played Has stepped right up and hit the hit parade It was growing pop and it couldn't stop Now it's number one thanks to Tom the piper's son
Tom, Tom, the piper's son He stole a tune and away he run And away run he with that melody
Tom was hot, the tune was sweet But he vamped it with a boogie beat And the classic thing got a shot of swing
Beethoven turned gray So did Debussy and Bose It was such a stew Tchaikovsky said, "I'm gonna sue"
And now that tune that no one played Has stepped right up and hit the hit parade It was growing pop and it couldn't stop Now it's number one thanks to Tom the piper's son