Smiths - Cemetry Gates lyrics
rate meA dreaded sunny day <br />
So I meet you at the cemetry gates <br />
Keats and Yeats are on your side <br />
A dreaded sunny day <br />
So I meet you at the cemetry gates <br />
Keats and Yeats are on your side <br />
While Wilde is on mine <br />
<br />
So we go inside and we gravely read the stones <br />
All those people, all those lives<br />
Where are they now ? <br />
With loves, and hates <br />
And passions just like mine <br />
They were born <br />
And then they lived <br />
And then they died <br />
It seems so unfair <br />
I want to cry <br />
<br />
<br />
You say : "'Ere thrice the sun done salutation to the dawn" <br />
And you claim these words as your own <br />
But I've read well, and I've heard them said <br />
A hundred times (maybe less, maybe more) <br />
If you must write prose/poems <br />
The words you use should be your own <br />
Don't plagiarise or take "on loan" <br />
'Cause there's always someone, somewhere <br />
With a big nose, who knows <br />
And who trips you up and laughs <br />
When you fall <br />
Who'll trip you up and laugh <br />
When you fall <br />
<br />
<br />
You say : "'Ere long done do does did"<br />
Words which could only be your own <br />
And then produce the text <br />
From whence was ripped <br />
(Some dizzy whore, 1804) <br />
<br />
<br />
A dreaded sunny day <br />
So let's go where we're happy <br />
And I meet you at the cemetry gates <br />
Oh, Keats and Yeats are on your side <br />
A dreaded sunny day <br />
So let's go where we're wanted <br />
And I meet you at the cemetry gates <br />
Keats and Yeats are on your side <br />
But you lose <br />
'Cause weird lover Wilde is on mine <br />
<br />
<br />
Sure !
