"Cemetry Gates," The Smiths
What does Morrissey do during "a dreaded sunny day?" Why, hang around among the headstone, arguing the merits of his man Oscar Wilde versus Williams Butler Yeats and John Keats, of course. The song's supple groove – part acoustic guitar strum, part distinctive bass lope and lithe drums – lightens the mood considerably. Note to students on summer vacation: "If you must write prose and poems/the words you use should be your own."