Berthold Brecht Follow

So this ain't the end, I saw you again today
I had to turn my heart away
Smile like the sun, kisses for everyone
And tales it never fails

You lying so low in the weeds
I bet you gonna ambush me
You'd have me down, down, down, down on my knees, now wouldn't you?
Barracuda! Ohh

Back over time we were all trying for free
You met the porpoise and me, aha
No right no wrong selling a song
A name whisper game

And if the real thing don't do the trick
You better make up something quick
You gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn to the wick
Ooh, Barracuda! Oh yeah

"Sell me sell you," the porpoise said
Dive down deep down save my head, you
I think that you got the blues too
All that night and all the next
Swam without looking back
Made out for western pools, silly, silly fools

The real thing don't do the trick, no
You better make up something quick
You gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn it to the wick
Oh, Barra Barracuda! Yeah

Ooh!