Strange Brew - Severed Heads

She’s a witch of trouble in electric blue

In her own mad mind she’s in love with you

With you--whatcha gonna do?

She’s some kind of demon dusting in the flue

If you don’t watch out she’ll stick to you

To you--what kind of fool are you?

C Strange brew, killing what’s inside of you

In a boat in the middle of a raging sea

She will make a scene for it all to be ignored

And wouldn’t you be bored?--C