Somebody said
I'm not sure who told me
But somebody told me
Down past the wildlife identification plaque
On Saturday night
Everyone is staying at each other's houses
Sneaking out
Out into the thicket
And the fox gloves and the rhododendrons
Bending back
For the breaking glass
Of fake drugs and bonfire ash
What, go to the woods
On Saturday night?
Push the branches back
And have a real cool time in the forest
Under canvas I suppress
The sick feeling of anxiety
Well maybe I could navigate myself
Into somеbody's body?
She'll be lounging in the еmbers
Everyone remembers
How she sought me out after deflection
I'm not ready now
But maybe Saturday night
In the cave
We will paint some evidence of erection
What if, like, something, like, goes wrong?
Are there instructions for getting the condom on?
I tried myself once and the stench made me feel feint
And I fell back and I lay shaking on the bed
What, go to the woods
On Saturday night?
Push the branches back
And have a dead good time in the forest
Sticky tin in tow and does my mother
Or my father know
Where I am
(I'm not even sure)
I see your fingers on the forest floor
I was so uptight on Wednesday night
Well, that afternoon
You approached him with the copy
I was ill with jealousy
All through Coronation Street
But then I was fine
After a bit, I was alright
Where are you supposed to go to the toilet?
That's what I got dead scared about
So I didn't eat that morning
Which meant by the second bottle
Of sickly crisp Copenhagen lager
The woods was already spinning
The woods was already spinning
The woods was already spinning
What, go to the woods
On Saturday night?
Push the branches back
And have a real cool time in the forest
What, go to the woods
On Saturday night?
Push the branches back
And have a real cool time in the forest
I'm not sure who told me
But somebody told me
Down past the wildlife identification plaque
On Saturday night
Everyone is staying at each other's houses
Sneaking out
Out into the thicket
And the fox gloves and the rhododendrons
Bending back
For the breaking glass
Of fake drugs and bonfire ash
What, go to the woods
On Saturday night?
Push the branches back
And have a real cool time in the forest
Under canvas I suppress
The sick feeling of anxiety
Well maybe I could navigate myself
Into somеbody's body?
She'll be lounging in the еmbers
Everyone remembers
How she sought me out after deflection
I'm not ready now
But maybe Saturday night
In the cave
We will paint some evidence of erection
What if, like, something, like, goes wrong?
Are there instructions for getting the condom on?
I tried myself once and the stench made me feel feint
And I fell back and I lay shaking on the bed
What, go to the woods
On Saturday night?
Push the branches back
And have a dead good time in the forest
Sticky tin in tow and does my mother
Or my father know
Where I am
(I'm not even sure)
I see your fingers on the forest floor
I was so uptight on Wednesday night
Well, that afternoon
You approached him with the copy
I was ill with jealousy
All through Coronation Street
But then I was fine
After a bit, I was alright
Where are you supposed to go to the toilet?
That's what I got dead scared about
So I didn't eat that morning
Which meant by the second bottle
Of sickly crisp Copenhagen lager
The woods was already spinning
The woods was already spinning
The woods was already spinning
What, go to the woods
On Saturday night?
Push the branches back
And have a real cool time in the forest
What, go to the woods
On Saturday night?
Push the branches back
And have a real cool time in the forest
( Laurie Shaw )
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