Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cemetry Gates, artist - The Smiths. Date of issue: 19.10.2017
Song language: English
Cemetry Gates |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| If you must write prose and poems the words you use should be your own |
| Don’t plagiarise or 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 whore, 1804 |
| 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 |
| 'Cause weird lover Wilde is on mine |
| Sugar! |