Luyện nghe bài hát Decomposing Composers

Beethoven's gone, but his lives on
And Mozart go shopping no more
You'll never meet or Brahms again
And Elgar answer the door

Schubert and Chopin used to and laugh
Whilst a long symphony
But one hundred and fifty later
There's little of them left to see

They're decomposing
There's nothing much can do
You can hear Beethoven
But Beethoven hear you

Handel and Hayden and
Enjoyed a nice drink with their
But nowadays, no one will them
And their is left to congeal

Verdi and Wagner the crowds
With their original sound
The pianos they are still working
But they're six feet underground

decomposing composers
There's less of every year
You can say you like to Debussy
But there's not much of him left to

Claude Achille Debussy, died,
Christophe Gluck, died, 1787
Carl von Weber
Not at all well, 1825, died,

Meyerbeer
Still alive, 1863, not still alive,
Mussorgsky,1880
Going to parties, no fun anymore,

Nepomuk Hummel
Chatting nineteen to the dozen
his mates down the pub
Every evening, 1836, 1837,