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letra de cemetry gates (live in boston) - the smiths

[chorus]
a dreaded sunny day
so i meet you at the cemetry gates
keats and yeats are on your side
a dreaded sunny day
so i meet you at the cemetry gates
keats and yeats are on your side
while wilde is on mine

[verse 1]
so we go inside and we gravely read the stones
all those people, all those lives, where are they now?
with-a loves and hates and passions just like mine
they were born, and then they lived, and then they died
seems so unfair, i want to cry
you say: “‘ere thrice the sun done salutation to the dawn”
and you claim these words as your own
but i’ve read well and i’ve heard them said
a hundred times, maybe less, maybe more

[verse 2]
if you must write prose and poems the words you use should be your own
don’t plagiarise, don’t take “on loan”
’cause there’s always someone, somewhere with a big nose, who knows
and who trips you up and laughs when you fall
who’ll trip you up and laugh when you fall
you say: “‘ere long done do does did”
words which could only be your own
and then produce the text from whence was ripped
some dizzy wh0re, 1804
[chorus]
a dreaded sunny day, so let’s go where we’re happy
and i meet you at the cemetry gates
oh, keats and yeats are on your side
a dreaded sunny day, so let’s go where we’re wanted
and i meet you at the cemetry gates
keats and yeats are on your side, but you lose
whale blubber wilde is on mine

[talking]
you have good taste, thank you

- the smiths

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