Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Words to Barracuda eerily prescient

Okay, read the lyrics:

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?
...
And if the real thing don’t do the trick
You better make up something quick
You gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn it to the wick
Ooh, barracuda!

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