作词 : Densmore, Krieger, Manzarek ... There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles(She came) There's blood on the streets, it's up to my knee(She came) Blood on the streets, in the town of Chicago(She came) Blood on the rise, it's following me Think about the break of day She came and then she drove away Sunlight in her hair(She came) Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness(She came) Blood in the streets it's up to my thigh(She came) Yeah, the river runs red down the legs of the city(She came) The women are crying rivers of weepin' 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 eggshell mind Blood in the streets in the town of New HavenBlood stains the roofs and the palm trees of VeniceBlood in my love in the terrible summer Bloody red sun of Phantastic L.A.Blood screams the pain 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 in the town of ChicagoBlood on the rise, it's following me
作词 : Densmore, Krieger, Manzarek ... There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles(She came) There's blood on the streets, it's up to my knee(She came) Blood on the streets, in the town of Chicago(She came) Blood on the rise, it's following me Think about the break of day She came and then she drove away Sunlight in her hair(She came) Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness(She came) Blood in the streets it's up to my thigh(She came) Yeah, the river runs red down the legs of the city(She came) The women are crying rivers of weepin' 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 eggshell mind Blood in the streets in the town of New HavenBlood stains the roofs and the palm trees of VeniceBlood in my love in the terrible summer Bloody red sun of Phantastic L.A.Blood screams the pain 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 in the town of ChicagoBlood on the rise, it's following me
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