Peace Frog |
testi
da "Morrison Hotel" |
Yeeh!
There's blood in the streets, it's
up to my ankles - She came..
There's blood in the streets, it's up to my knee - She came...
There's blood in the street of the town of Chicago
Blood on the rise, it's followin' me
Just about the break of day
She came, and then she drove
away
Sunlight in her hair
She came
Blood on the streets, runs a river of sadness, yeah - She came...
Blood in the streets, it's up to my thighs - She came...
The river runs down, the leg of the city - She came...
The women are crying, red rivers of weeping
She came in town, and then she drove
away
Sunlight in her hair
Indians scattered on dawn's highway
bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile egg-shell mind
Blood in the streets, in the town
of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm tress of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible
summer
Bloody red sun of phantastic L.A.
Blood screams her brain as they
chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth of a nation
Blood is the rose of mysterious
union, yeah
There's blood in the streets, it's
up to my ankles
Blood in the streets, it's up to my knee
Blood
in the street of the town of Chicago
Blood on the rise, it's followin' me
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