Luyện nghe bài hát Decomposing Composers

Beethoven's gone, but his music on
And Mozart don't go shopping no
You'll meet Liszt or Brahms again
And Elgar answer the door

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

They're decomposing
nothing much anyone can do
You can still hear
But Beethoven cannot you

Handel and and Rachmaninov
Enjoyed a drink with their meal
But nowadays, no one serve them
And gravy is left to congeal

Verdi and delighted the crowds
With their original sound
The pianos they played are working
But both six feet underground

They're composers
less of them every year
You can say what you to Debussy
But there's not much of him left to

Claude Debussy, died, 1918
Christophe Willebald Gluck, died,
Carl von Weber
Not at all well, 1825, died,

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

Johan Hummel
away nineteen to the dozen
With his mates the pub
Every evening, 1836, 1837,