Interpret:

Doors, The

Album:

Morrison Hotel

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 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 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