Strange brew, killin' what's inside of you.
She's a witch of trouble in electric blue.
In her own mad mind she's in love with you,
With you.
Now what you gonna do?
Strange brew, killin' what's inside of you.
She's some kind of demon messin' in the flue.
If you don't watch out it'll stick to you,
To you.
What kind of fool are you?
Strange brew, killin' what's inside of you.
On a boat in the middle of a raging sea,
She would make a scene for it all to be
Ignored.
And wouldn't you be bored?
Strange brew, killin' what's inside of you.
Strange brew, strange brew, strange brew, strange brew.
Strange brew, killin' what's inside of you.
I would like to mourn the passing of Jack Bruce as this really was one of the TV clips that not only triggered a love of bluesy rock but also alerted me to bass playing. He was a fearsome player, great singer and writer and his lasting legacy is people like me who want to copy his chops. All the best into the void, old boy.