Strange

brew,

kill-

ing

what's

in-

side

of

you.

She's

a

witch

of

trou-

ble

in

e-

lec-

tric

blue,

In

her

own

mad

mind

she's

in

love

with

you.

With

you.

Now

what

you

gon-

na

do?

Strange

brew,

kill-

ing

what's

in-

side

of

you.

She's

some

kind

of

de-

mon

dust-

ing

in

the

glue.

If

you

don't

watch

out

it-

'll

stick

to

you.

To

you.

What

kind

of

fool

are

you?

Strange

brew,

kill-

ing

what's

in-

side

of

you.

On

a

boat

in

the

mid-

dle

of

a

rag-

ing

sea,

She

would

make

a

scene

for

it

all

to

be

Ig-

nored.

And

would-

n't

you

be

bored?

Strange

brew,

kill-

ing

what's

in-

side

of

you.

Strange

brew

Strange

brew

Strange

brew

Strange

brew

Strange

brew,

kill-

ing

what's

in-

side

of

you