Terzo album in poco più di un anno per gli Eels: il prossimo 24 di agosto, infatti, uscirà Tomorrow Morning, terzo capitolo della trilogia iniziata la scorsa estate con Hombre Lobo, e proseguita all'inizio dell'anno con End Times. I ragazzi ci hanno preso gusto.
Con tanto di countdown sul proprio sito, gli Eels rendono noto che il prossimo 19 Gennaio uscirà un album intitolato End Times, a soli 6 mesi di distanza dal notevole Hombre Lobo: 12 Songs Of Desire, pubblicato lo scorso mese di Giugno. Attraverso il comunicato ufficiale diffuso dalla band, si apprende che E (Mark Oliver Everett) e soci vogliono farsi perdonare il lungo lasso di tempo (4 anni) intercorso tra Blinking Lights And Other Revelations del 2005, ed Hombre Lobo, appunto. Il nuovo disco conterrà 14 brani, in gran parte registrati dallo stesso E nel suo studio privato a Los Angeles.
Say say my playmate Won't you lay your hands on me Mirror my malady Transfer my tragedy
Got a curse I cannot lift Shines when the sunset shifts When the moon is round and full Gotta bust that box gotta gut that fool
My mind's aflame We could jet in a stolen car But I bet we wouldn't get too far Before the transformation takes And blood lust tanks and crave gets slaked
My mind has changed My body's frame, but God I like it My heart's aflame My body's strained but God I like it
My mind has changed My body's frame, but God I like it My heart's aflame My body's strained but God I like it
Charge me your day rate I'll turn you out in kind When the moon is round and full Gonna teach you tricks that'll blow your Mongrel mind
Baby doll I recognize You're a hideous thing inside If ever there were a lucky kind it's You you you you
I know its strange, another way to get to know you You'll never know unless we go, so let me show you I know its strange, another way to get to know you We've got to move, here comes the moon So let it show you, show you now
Dream me, oh dreamer Down to the floor Open my hands and let them Weave onto yours
Feel me, completer Down to my core Open my heart and let it Bleed onto yours
Feeding on fever Down on all fours Show you what all the Howlin's for
Hey hey my playmate Let me lay waste to thee Burned down their hanging trees It's hot (here) hot (here) hot (here) hot (here)
Got a curse we cannot lift (We're howling forever) Shines when the sunshine shifts (We're howling forever) There's a cure comes with a kiss The bite that binds the gift that gives (We're howling forever)
Now that we got gone for good Writhing under your riding hood (We're howling forever) Tell your gra'ma and your mama too It's true true true true We're howling forever
I never tought that I could be so bold to even say these toughts aloud I see you with him, and your eyes just shine while he stands tall and walking proud
That look you give that guy, I wanna see Looking right at me If I could be that guy, instead of me I'd never let you down
It always seems like you're going somewhere better than you've been before When I go to sleep, and I dream all night of you knocking on my door
That look you give that guy, I wanna see Looking right at me If I could be that guy, instead of me I'd be all I can be I'd be all I can be
I'm nothing like what I'd like to be I'm nothing much, I know it's true I'd like to stand in a better view And my chances are so few
That look you give that guy, I wanna see Looking right at me If I could be that guy, instead of me I'd give you all I got
I never tought that I could be so bold to even say these toughts aloud But if let's say, it won't work out You know where I can be found
That look you give that guy, I wanna see Looking right at me If I could be that guy, instead of me I'd never let you down I'd never let you down
Drag him out your window
Dragging out the dead
Singing I miss you
Snakes and ladders flip the lid
Out pops the cracker
Smacks you in the head
Knifes you in the neck
Kicks you in the teeth
Steel toe caps
Takes all your credit cards
Get up get the gunge
Get the eggs
Get the flan in the face
The flan in the face
The flan in the face
Dance you fucker dance you fucker
Don't you dare
Don't you dare
Don't you flan in the face
Take it with the love its given
Take it with a pinch of salt
Take it to the tax man
Let me back
Let me back
I promise to be good
Don't look in the mirror at the face you don't recognize
Help me, call the doctor, put me inside
put me inside
put me inside
put me inside
put me inside
I keep the wolf from the door but he
Calls me up
Calls me on the phone
Tells me all the ways that he's gonna
Mess me up
Steal all my children if I don't pay the ransom
And I'll never see them again if I squeal to the cops
Walking like giant cranes
And with my X-ray eyes I strip you naked
in a tight little world
and are you on the list?
Stepford wives who are we to complain?
Investments and dealers
Investments and dealers
Cold wives and mistresses
Cold wives and Sunday papers city
Boys in First Class don't know we're born just know
Someone else is gonna come and clean it up
Born and raised for the job
Someone always does
I wish you'd get up get over
get up get over and turn the tape off
I keep the wolf from the door
But he calls me up
Calls me on the phone
Tells me all the ways that he's gonna mess me up
Steal all my children if I don't pay the ransom
And I'll never see them again if I squeal to the cops
So I'm just gonna
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
