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There's blood in the streets, up to my ankles
(She came)
blood on the streets, it's up to my knee
(She came)
Blood on the streets, in the town of
(She came)
Blood on the rise, it's me
Think about the of day

She and then she drove away
in her hair

(She came)
Blood in the runs a river of sadness
(She came)
Blood in the streets it's up to my
(She came)
Yeah, the river runs red down the of the city
(She came)
The women are crying of weepin'

She into town and then she drove away
in her hair

Indians on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's eggshell mind

Blood in the streets in the town of New
Blood stains the roofs and the palm of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible
Bloody red sun of L.A.

Blood the pain as they chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the of a nation
Blood is the of mysterious union

There's in the streets, it's up to my ankles
Blood in the streets, it's up to my
Blood in the streets in the of Chicago
on the rise, it's following me