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

She came and then she drove
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 runs red down the legs of the city
(She came)
The women are crying rivers of

She came town and then she drove away
Sunlight in her

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

in the streets in the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of
Blood in my love in the terrible
red sun of Phantastic L.A.

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

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