Luyện nghe bài hát Decomposing Composers

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

Schubert and Chopin to chuckle and laugh
composing a long symphony
But one hundred and fifty years
There's very little of them to see

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

and Hayden and Rachmaninov
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 highly sound
The pianos they played are working
But they're both six feet

They're decomposing
There's less of them every
You can say what you like to
But there's not much of him left to

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

Giacomo
Still alive, 1863, not alive, 1864
Mussorgsky,1880
Going to parties, no fun anymore,

Johan Hummel
Chatting away to the dozen
With his down the pub
Every evening, 1836, 1837,