Sun down on the sorry day By nightlights the children pray I know you're proably 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 on 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 Some little act of charity You gotta pull me out of this mud Sweet baby, I need fresh blood
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