What was in the woodshed divine comedy

Cancel Report. Create a new account. Log In. Powered by CITE. Missing lyrics by The Divine Comedy? Know any other songs by The Divine Comedy? Don't keep it to yourself! Add it Here. Watch the song video Something for the Weekend. Becoming More Like Alfie. Middle-Class Heroes. The Frog Princess. A Woman of the World. Sing online now. And I can hear it brea thing It's such an eerie fee ling, dar ling. He said: There's nothing in the woodshed It's your imagination.

End of the conver sation, darling. Something in his heart told him to come clean He was not who he claimed to be. Something in his jeans told him to pretend. But she said: There's something in the wood shed. I know because I saw it I can't simply ignore it, dar ling So he said:. Now baby, don't be stu pid. Get this into your sweet head. Ain't nothing in the woodshed except maybe some wood. Something in his heart told him to come clean.

He was not who he claimed to be. I'll go all the way with you if you'll only do the same for me Any attempt by any of them to get away from the farm made one of your attacks of madness come on.

It was unfortunate in some ways but useful in others … The woodshed incident had twisted something in your child-brain, seventy years ago. England hath need of more Rognons. I need not perhaps remind many readers who this modern painter is, but perhaps there are one or two who missed this stimulating revelation in their daily paper.

Lady Harris, visiting Paris, saw an art show in the modern manner; crude and hideous so-called realism, cubes and curves and triangles, purple skin, and so forth; quite the last word in frightfulness and cleverness. In an idle hour, for the fun of the thing, she caricatured these travesties and painted quite a number of joke pictures not intended to hoodwink a baby. A friend persuaded her to allow them to be shown, and in came the clever young art critics who direct our taste and gobbled up the bait.

Here they said with the mot juste and a critically wagged forefinger was the last word in impressionism; here was ugliness, crudeness, and inexplicability personified. The Chelsea figurette lies shattered, shaken to the ground by ridicule. General Comment I think this is a really sinister song, I love the way it's done the guys delivery is great. Definately wanna check out more of their stuff. Artists - D. Rate These Lyrics. We do not have any tags for Something For The Weekend lyrics.

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