Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sun down on the sorry day
By nightlights, the children pray
I know you're probably gettin' ready for bed
Beautiful woman, get out of my head
[Verse 2]
I'm so tired of the same old crud
Sweet baby, I need fresh blood
[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
After the fires, before the flood
My sweet baby, I need fresh blood
[Verse 5]
Whatever trepidation you may feel
In your heart, you know it's not real
In a moment of clarity
Summon an act of charity
[Verse 6]
You gotta pull me out of this mud
Sweet baby, I need fresh blood
Written by: Koool G. Murder, Mark Oliver Everett