There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles 
 She came 
 Blood in the streets, it's up to my knee 
 She came 
 Blood in 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 [bad word] a river of sadness 
 She came 
 Blood in the streets it's up to my thigh 
 She came 
 Yeah the [bad word] red down the legs of a city 
 She came 
 The women are crying red 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 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 in the town of Chicago 
 Blood on the rise, it's following me