Brewing Up a Storm

Honey if the truth hurts don't look it might go away

It's easy to pretend that life is a rosy bouquet

I don't need a platter

I'll take it straight from the shelf

Give it to me raw

I'll take it home and cook it myself

Brewing up a storm, brewing up a storm

Brewing up inside and his eyes are wild

And it can't go on

Brewing up a storm

Can't afford to lose touch

Can't afford to lose control

The doors are open wide

And the wind blows a bitter cold

Man holds a mystery someone else holds the key

It's a shame they're the same

The answer doesn't have to be

Brewing up a storm, brewing up a storm

Brewing up inside and his eyes are wild

And it can't go on

Brewing up a storm

Fire in your eyes, in your head, fire in your touch

But I can't shout fire 'cos I love you too much

The race is on the message is in your soul

As a thousand thoughts a second now explode

Brewing up a storm, brewing up a storm

Brewing up inside and his eyes are wild

And it can't go on

Brewing up a storm

Da da da da, da da da, da da da da

Da da da da, da da da, da da da da

Da da da da, da da da, da da da da

He’s brewing up a storm