Mozart is in the closet.

Oh, thanks a lot, professor Robert Greenberg of The Teaching Company. Don’t get me wrong - I love you, and you are surely the funniest and most brilliant man alive. You give me endless hours of joy and great laughs aplenty. However, thanks to you, I can now never again listen to the fourth movement of Mozart’s symphony no. 40 in G minor without singing to myself:

Oh, Mozart’s in the closet, let him out, let him out, let him out.
Oh, Mozart’s in the closet, let him out let him out, let him out.
Help! Help! It’s dark in here.
Help! Help! It’s dark in here.
Oh, Mozart’s in the closet, let him out, let him out, let him out.

Oh, and in case anyone is wondering what Mozart is doing in the closet, the answer is…

…he’s Haydn.

:smiley:

Steven King ruined “The Danube Waltz” (I believe that’s the title) for me. In one of his books, either The Shining, or The Running Man, his protagonist hears this song as a dog food commercial.

Thus:

Buy dog food rowf, rowf.
Rowf, rowf!
Rowf, rowf!
Buy dog food rowf, rowf.
Rowf, rowf!
Rowf, rowf!

And having grown up on a steady diet of Bugs Bunny, I can never hear “Flight of the Walkiries” without:

Kill the Wabbit
Kill the Wabbit…
Good times.

Here’s a little synchronicity for you. Just this evening, I was bugging my little brother with this lousy old musical joke…

Q: What is Beethoven’s favorite fruit?

Anther Mozart mneumonic(sp?)
It’s a BIRD, it’s a PLANE, its a moZART!

Brian

My piano teacher:

Q: What did the famous composer bring with him to the grocery store?

A: His Chopin Liszt!
Me:

groooooooooaaaaaaaaan

I’ve run across several of these in my life.

Peter’s theme from Peter and the Wolf–“Sergei Prokofieff could barely read the alto cleff until he was past twenty-seven” Can’t listen to the darn thing without thinking of it.

And then there’s “This is…the symphony… that Schubert wrote and never finished…” Surely there’s more of that one, but that’s all I know of it.

And, of course, the Lone Ranger took his garbage . . .

To the dump, to the dump, to the dump, dump, dump

One music professor adorned his door with the following:

Gone Chopin.
Be Bach soon.
Offenbach sooner.
And of course, there’s always:

Papa Hayden’s dead and gone
though his memory lingers on

Even worse:

Q: What is Beethoven doing now?

A: Decomposing

Q. What is brown and sits on a piano stool?
A. Beethoven’s last movement.

Q. Why did Bach have so many children?
A. His organ had no stops.

Q: Why couldn’t Beethoven find his teacher?
A: He was Haydn.

Q: Why couldn’t the orchestra play the Messiah?
A: They couldn’t Handel it.

There’s a terrific album for kids called Beethoven’s Wig: Sing Along Symphonies by Richard Perlmutter that adds funny lyrics to Beethoven’s Fifth, Haydn’s Surprise Symphony, and Mozart’s Eine Kleine Nachtmusik (Please Don’t Play Your Violin at Night), among others. My kids love it. The first half of the CD has the lyrics, the second half is played straight.

A sampling (not the full lyrics, for copyright purposes):

Beethoven’s Wig
Beethoven’s Wig is very big
Beethoven’s wig is long and curly and it’s white
Beethoven takes his wig off when he sleeps at night
Because it’s big
It’s very big
Beethoven’s wig is big
It’s really big
Beethoven’s wig is heavy when he takes a walk
His wig is even bigger than the wig of Bach
It is tremendous it is stupendous
It is gigantic and titanic
Monumental and colossal
And enormous and humongous
Cause it’s big it’s really big
It’s very big it’s mighty big Beethoven’s Wig
It’s oh so wide you’ll need a guide
To see each side it’s really big
It’s grandiose don’t get too close you’ll overdose
Because it’s big. Big!
Beethoven’s Wig is big!

Please Don’t Play Your Violin at Night is my favorite though. It’s a dialogue between Mozart and his wife:

Constanze: Please don’t play your violin at night
Wolfgang go to bed, turn out the light

Wolfgang: But I must play my violin
At night my violin
Must be beneath my chin
I love the music of the night
I won’t turn out the light
Oh I love music in the night

Constanze: But the music so late at night
Makes it quite hard to go to asleep, asleep

Wolfgang: But the music that I play at night is light
Maybe you should try counting sheep
Try counting sheep it will help you sleep

Constanze: Sheep will never help me sleep

Wolfgang: You should try counting sheep

Constanze: No sheep won’t help me sleep

Constanze: Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep,
Wolfgang: Sheep, sheep, sheep, sheep

Constanze: Sheep won’t help me sleep
Won’t help me sleep

Wolfgang: Try counting sheep!

It’s insidious and hilarious.

I have a whole book of these at home. The best one I can remember offhand is for the first movement of Mahler’s first symphony:

Brevity’s the soul of wit
Mahler was well aware of it
Still he did not know when to quit

Or for Handel’s “Water Music”:

Got any queries?
Turned up a scandal?
A newspaper series
On George Frederic Handel!

Heard the one about the french horn player?
Everytime he kissed his girl he shoved his hand up her ass. :stuck_out_tongue:

I’ll go quietly now…