There’s blood in the streets it’s up to my ankles. There’s blood in the street it’s up to my knees
Blood in the street The town of Chicago blood on the rise, it’s followin’ me.
Just about the break of day She came in, and she drove away Sunlight in her hair
Blood on the streets runs a river of sadness. Blood in the streets it’s up to my thighs
The river runs down The leg of the city The women are crying Red rivers of weeping
She came in 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 and the terrible summer Blood red sun of Fantastic LA.
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 street to top to my knees
Blood in the street The town of Chicago Blood on the rise it’s followin’ me.
I don’t know how you see it, but this could have been written today, considering all going on in our culture.
About this song: Doors guitarist Robbie Krieger came up with the guitar riff. The lyrics were based on 2 of Jim Morrison’s poems, one called “Abortion Stories,” which is where the bloody images came from. The lyrics about the Indians refer to an auto accident involving a group of Indians that the Morrison’s family came across on the highway. Morrison, who was a child at the time felt that the ghosts of the Indians took up residence in his soul. This scene is portrayed at the beginning of Oliver Stones movie, The Doors. The lyric “Blood in the streets of the town of Chicago” refers to the 1968 democratic convention. Investigate further on your own. Frankie The Earthman.