After watching videos of TMBG thanks to briandmyers and thenewgreen I remembered another great comedic song writer whose records I used to listen to.
"The copyist arrived at the last minute with the parts and passed them out to the band... And there was no title on it, and there was no lyrics. And so they ran through it, 'what a pleasant little waltz'... And the engineer said, '"Poisoning Pigeons in the Park,' take one," and the piano player said, '"What?"' and literally fell off the stool."
And one of the finest stanzas of all time:
was on analytic and algebraic topology of locally Euclidean metrization
of infinitely differentiable Riemannian manifold.
Bozhe moi!
This I know from nothing.
But I think of great Lobachevsky and I get idea - haha!