Peace Frog

Peace Frog
There's blood in the streets,
It's up to my ankles
There's blood in the streets,
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,
Egg-shell mind
Blood in the streets,
In the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs
And the palm tress of Venice
Blood in my love,
In the terrible summer;
Bloody red sun of
Fantastic 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 knees
Blood in the street,
The town of Chicago
Blood on the rise,
It's followin' me
En 'Peace Frog' de The Doors, la letra evoca un ambiente sombrío y cargado de violencia urbana. La sangre inunda las calles de Chicago y otras ciudades, subrayando la trágica realidad en la que se desenvuelve la narrativa de la canción...