Beethoven ’s gone, but his music lives on,
And Mozart don`t go shopping no more,
You`ll never meet Listz or Brahms again,
And Elgar doesn`t answer the door.
Schubert and Chopin used to chat all night long,
Whilst composing a long symphony,
But one hundred and fifty years later,
There`s very little of them left to see.
The decomposing composers,
There`s nothing much anyone can do,
You can still hear Beethoven,
But Beethoven cannot hear you.
Handel and Hyden and Rachmaninov (?),
Enjoyed a nice drink with their meal,
But nowadays no one will serve them,
And the gravy is left to cogeal.
Verdi and Wagner delighted the crowds,
With a highly original sound,
The pianos they used are still working,
But they`re both six feet underground.