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The Romantic Poets Lyrics (NEW HORRIBLE HISTORIES)

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Last updated: October 8, 2021
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Lyrics
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills
When all at once I saw a cloud. Yeah yeah
Wordsworth, though I rate your nature hot take
Go riff on a cliff or go jump in a lake
You may be inspired by your environ
But I wrote about me the scandalous Byron
My name is Keats
I got all the right beats
Like Wordsworth I love the nightingale tweets
I’m not as posh as them and that’s a big concern
But I wrote an ode to a Grecian urn
Beauty is truth, and truth is beauty
You’re just a Cockney oik
No need to be snooty
Nature is a crazy mama
The key to life and all its drama
Romantics love to get the feels
We imagine big, we don’t keep it reals. Yeah yeah
You’re an awful writer
Your epic tales are lame!
They’re all about your ego
You’re just jealous of my fame
You don’t need to struggle - there’s no fire in your belly
I leave that stuff to Percy Bysshe Shelly
Let’s change the world!
Our poetry sings!
Of dangerous power of queens and kings!
Men must assert their rights to grow!
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But let’s not forget the ladies
Helloooooo!
Romantics love to get the feels
We imagine big we don’t keep it reals
I died ignored they were gigantic
Now how about we hear from a new Romantic?!
My story will blow you away!
I’m Mary Shelley and here’s what I say!
On a holiday in Lake Geneva
We got a bad storytelling fever
Talked late at night of tales that affect us
Frightening fables of ghosts and spectres
One terrifying story of mine, inspired me to write Frankenstein
That scary monster is your claim to fame
Yeah, and people still think Frankenstein was the monster’s name
Romantics love to get the feels
We imagine big we don’t keep it reals
I was like a rock star, a hero
We had fame too but Keats got zero
At 25, I died of TB
I was 29 when I drowned at sea!!!
I lived to 36, but that was it for me
And I was dead by 53
Unlike them I was late and great-y
Lived to the ripe old age of 80
Life is short, and cruel and frantic
But nature lives on…
That’s so romantic
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