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Cemetry Gates
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A dreaded sunny day
So I meet you at the cemetery gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side

A dreaded sunny day
full lyrics... 
A dreaded sunny day
So I meet you at the cemetery gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side

A dreaded sunny day
full lyrics... 
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Features Of This Song
mellow rock instrumentation
mixed acoustic and electric instrumentation
major key tonality
a dynamic male vocalist
acoustic rhythm guitars

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While Wilde is on mine
But I've read well, and I've heard them said
So let's go where we're happy
So we go inside and we gravely read the stones
You say, "Long done, do, does, did"
All those people, all those lives
With a big nose, who knows
And you claim these words as your own
So I meet you at the cemetery gates
So let's go where we're wanted
And who trips you up and laughs when you fall
A dreaded sunny day
Where are they now?
Some dizzy whore, eighteen hundred and four
The words you use should be your own
So I meet you at the cemetery gates
With loves, and hates and passions just like mine
But you lose
Keats and Yeats are on your side
A dreaded sunny day
A hundred times maybe less, maybe more
And I meet you at the cemetery gates
Don't plagiaries or take on loan
Who'll trip you up and laugh when you fall
Oh, Keats and Yeats are on your side
Keats and Yeats are on your side
They were born and then they lived and then they died
'Cause there's always someone, somewhere
If you must write prose and poems
Words which could only be your own
It seems so unfair, I want to cry
And I meet you at the cemetery gates
A dreaded sunny day
And then produce the text from whence was ripped
A dreaded sunny day
Keats and Yeats are on your side
'Cause weird lover Wilde is on mine
Songwriters: Johnny Marr, Steven Morrissey
Publisher: MARR SONGS
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You say, "Ere thrice the sun done salutation to the dawn"
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