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

She came and she drove away
Sunlight in her

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

She came into town and then she away
in her hair

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

Blood in the streets in the of New Haven
Blood the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Blood in my love in the summer
Bloody red sun of L.A.

Blood screams the as they chop off her fingers
Blood will be in the birth of a nation
Blood is the rose of union

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