Monty Python - Decomposing Composers lyrics

Right-o, darling, yeah, I'll be
Home about, uh, 8: 30
No, no, I'll go on a bike

Beethoven's gone, but his music lives on
And Mozart don't go shopping no more
You'll never meet Liszt or Brahms again
And Elgar doesn't answer the door
Schubert and Chopin used to
Chuckle and laugh
Whilst composing a long symphony
But one hundred and fifty years later
There's very little of them left to see

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

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

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

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

Claude Achille Debussy - Died, 1918

Christophe Willebald Gluck - Died, 1787

Carl Maria von Weber - Not
At all well, 1825 died, 1826

Giacomo Meyerbeer - Still alive
1863 not still alive, 1864

Modest Mussorgsky - 1880, going to
Parties no fun anymore, 1881

Johann Nepomuk Hummel - Chatting away
Nineteen to the dozen with
His mates down the pub
Every evening, 1836 1837, nothing