Peace Frog

There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles

Blood in the streets, it's up to my knees

Blood in the street, the town of Chicago

Blood on the rise, it's following me

Just about the break of day

She came, and then she drove away

Sunlight in her hair

Blood in the streets, on the river of sadness

Blood in the streets, it's up to my thigh

Yeah, the river runs red down the leg of the city

The women are crying, red rivers are weeping

She came to town, and then she drove away

Sunlight in her hair

Indian 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 LA

Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers

Blood'll 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 knees

Blood in the streets, the town of Chicago

Blood on the rise, it's following me