Eels
Fresh Blood

Sun down on the sorry day
By nightlights the children pray
I know you're prob'ly gettin' ready for bed
Beautiful woman, get out of my head

I'm so tired of the same old crud
Sweet baby, I need fresh blood

Whoo!
Howl

The moon shines in the autumn sky
Growin' cold, the leaves all die
I'm more alone than I've ever been
Help me out of the shape I'm in

After the fires, before the flood
My sweet baby, I need fresh blood

Whoo!
Howl

Whatever trepidation you may feel
In your heart, you know it's not real
In a moment of clarity
Summon an act of charity

You gotta pull me out of this mud
Sweet baby, I need fresh blood

Whoo!
Howl

Whoo!
Howl


Mirror lyrics:

Howl
Whoo!

Howl
Whoo!

Sweet baby, I need fresh blood
You gotta pull me out of this mud

Summon an act of charity
In a moment of clarity
In your heart, you know it's not real
Whatever trepidation you may feel

Howl
Whoo!

My sweet baby, I need fresh blood
After the fires, before the flood

Help me out of the shape I'm in
I'm more alone than I've ever been
Growin' cold, the leaves all die
The moon shines in the autumn sky

Howl
Whoo!

Sweet baby, I need fresh blood
I'm so tired of the same old crud

Beautiful woman, get out of my head
I know you're prob'ly gettin' ready for bed
By nightlights the children pray
Sun down on the sorry day


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