Blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles
Blood in the streets, it's up to my knee
She came in, and she drove away
Sunlight in her hair
Blood on the streets
Runs a river of sadness
She came in town
And then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair
Chorus
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 in my love
In the terrible summer
Blood screams her brain
As they chop off her fingers
Blood is the rose of
Mysterious union
There's blood in the streets
It's up to my ankles
Blood in the street
The town of Chicago