There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles   There's blood on the streets, it's up to my knee   Blood on the streets in the town of Chicago   Blood on the rise, it's following me   She came...   Just about the break of day      She came, then she drove away   Sunlight in her hair      Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness   Blood in the streets it's up to my thigh   The river runs down the legs of the city   The women are crying red rivers of weeping      She came into 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 trees 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      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 streets of the town of Chicago   Blood on the rise, it's following me