How do a few doo-di-do-dili-doodles turn into a few beautiful symphony?
Can you take what is merely so-so
Into something big league
Take a tip from a virtuoso
Me, Tchaikovsky and Grieg
What you do is construct yourself
By the way you conduct yourself
You don't have to disclose yourself
Compose yourself
Find your tune, set your piece
Clair de Lune it may never be
But make the most of the music that is yours
If your ring, isn't great
You can change it, just modulate
Make the most of the music that is yours
Till it's all composed
Add to your theme till it grows
Nothing extreme
Say a note of disdain, here and there
Gives the refrain a certain flair
Compose, blend it like cream till it flows
Gathering steam with a note of success
Flaunt your talents
A note of distress though, to stress the balance
Compose, don't lose the pace on your bass notes
And when you have to erase notes
Replace them, with grace notes
Like a note of wit, to give it style
A note of glitter, a note of guile
A note of tact, a note a friction, a note of fact in amongst the fiction
And to counteract any contradiction, a note or two of complete conviction
Compose, compose, compose
Luscious heart, soft high hat
If you're sharp then you won't fall flat
Make the most of the music that is yours
Hear it sweet, add a fill
Give the people a great big thrill
Make the most of your music till it soars
Till it soars
Compose, hitting the highs with the lows
Just so it rises and up to, upbeats
As long as you keep climbing
Upscale, upstream
Everything is timing
Time to blend, set the beat
Keep ascending, don't compete
Compose
Comes the day, all too soon
When you may have to trust your tune
Make the most of your music
And who knows!
You may even get to like
What you compose!