When I find myself in times of trouble
Pachelbel's always following me!
I'll see you in hell, Pachelbel!
Pachelbel's always following me!
I'll see you in hell, Pachelbel!
I will play it if you force me,
Even though it deeply bores me.
Every party, every salon,
"Pachelbel, please play your Canon."
Not too late, for I can tell you'd,
Really love my Choral Prelude,
My Toccata, my Sonata,
No, I see, they're all non-starters.
Fine then, you win.
Here's the damn thing.
Yes, here it is, since it's clear I can't cajole or coax you,
Knock yourselves out, people, here's your Canon, hope it chokes you.
I offer you a whole smorgasbord of subtle flavours,
All that you want is an avalanche of semiquavers.
Even though it deeply bores me.
Every party, every salon,
"Pachelbel, please play your Canon."
Not too late, for I can tell you'd,
Really love my Choral Prelude,
My Toccata, my Sonata,
No, I see, they're all non-starters.
Fine then, you win.
Here's the damn thing.
Yes, here it is, since it's clear I can't cajole or coax you,
Knock yourselves out, people, here's your Canon, hope it chokes you.
I offer you a whole smorgasbord of subtle flavours,
All that you want is an avalanche of semiquavers.
