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 She came... Just about the break of day She came, then she drove away Sunlight in her hair Blood on the streets runs a river of sadness Blood in the streets, it's up to my thigh The river runs red down the legs of the city The women are crying and rivers are 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, eggshell 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 fantastic L.A. Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers Blood willll 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