[00:00.00] | 作词 : Densmore, Krieger, Manzarek ... |
[00:17.32] | There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles |
[00:19.69] | She came |
[00:22.70] | Blood in the streets, it's up to my knee |
[00:25.82] | She came |
[00:26.32] | Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago |
[00:30.07] | She came |
[00:30.70] | Blood on the rise, it's following me |
[00:35.32] | Think about the break of day |
[00:37.88] | She came and then she drove away |
[00:41.88] | Sunlight in her hair |
[00:45.44] | She came |
[00:48.26] | Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness |
[00:51.82] | She came |
[00:52.38] | Blood in the streets it's up to my thigh |
[00:56.07] | She came |
[00:56.63] | Yeah the river runs red down the legs of a city |
[01:00.45] | She came |
[01:00.88] | The women are crying red rivers of weepin |
[01:05.26] | She came into town and then she drove away |
[01:09.32] | Sunlight in her hair |
[01:48.49] | Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding |
[01:52.81] | Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind |
[02:00.49] | Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven |
[02:04.68] | Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice |
[02:08.93] | Blood in my love in the terrible summer |
[02:13.31] | Bloody red sun of Phantastic L.A. |
[02:19.87] | Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers |
[02:24.06] | Blood will be born in the birth of a nation |
[02:28.49] | Blood is the rose of mysterious union |
[02:31.37] | There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles |
[02:39.37] | Blood in the streets, it's up to my knee |
[02:43.50] | Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago |
[02:47.75] | Blood on the rise, it's following me |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Densmore, Krieger, Manzarek ... |
[00:17.32] | There' s blood in the streets, it' s up to my ankles |
[00:19.69] | She came |
[00:22.70] | Blood in the streets, it' s up to my knee |
[00:25.82] | She came |
[00:26.32] | Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago |
[00:30.07] | She came |
[00:30.70] | Blood on the rise, it' s following me |
[00:35.32] | Think about the break of day |
[00:37.88] | She came and then she drove away |
[00:41.88] | Sunlight in her hair |
[00:45.44] | She came |
[00:48.26] | Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness |
[00:51.82] | She came |
[00:52.38] | Blood in the streets it' s up to my thigh |
[00:56.07] | She came |
[00:56.63] | Yeah the river runs red down the legs of a city |
[01:00.45] | She came |
[01:00.88] | The women are crying red rivers of weepin |
[01:05.26] | She came into town and then she drove away |
[01:09.32] | Sunlight in her hair |
[01:48.49] | Indians scattered on dawn' s highway bleeding |
[01:52.81] | Ghosts crowd the young child' s fragile eggshell mind |
[02:00.49] | Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven |
[02:04.68] | Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice |
[02:08.93] | Blood in my love in the terrible summer |
[02:13.31] | Bloody red sun of Phantastic L. A. |
[02:19.87] | Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers |
[02:24.06] | Blood will be born in the birth of a nation |
[02:28.49] | Blood is the rose of mysterious union |
[02:31.37] | There' s blood in the streets, it' s up to my ankles |
[02:39.37] | Blood in the streets, it' s up to my knee |
[02:43.50] | Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago |
[02:47.75] | Blood on the rise, it' s following me |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Densmore, Krieger, Manzarek ... |
[00:17.32] | There' s blood in the streets, it' s up to my ankles |
[00:19.69] | She came |
[00:22.70] | Blood in the streets, it' s up to my knee |
[00:25.82] | She came |
[00:26.32] | Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago |
[00:30.07] | She came |
[00:30.70] | Blood on the rise, it' s following me |
[00:35.32] | Think about the break of day |
[00:37.88] | She came and then she drove away |
[00:41.88] | Sunlight in her hair |
[00:45.44] | She came |
[00:48.26] | Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness |
[00:51.82] | She came |
[00:52.38] | Blood in the streets it' s up to my thigh |
[00:56.07] | She came |
[00:56.63] | Yeah the river runs red down the legs of a city |
[01:00.45] | She came |
[01:00.88] | The women are crying red rivers of weepin |
[01:05.26] | She came into town and then she drove away |
[01:09.32] | Sunlight in her hair |
[01:48.49] | Indians scattered on dawn' s highway bleeding |
[01:52.81] | Ghosts crowd the young child' s fragile eggshell mind |
[02:00.49] | Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven |
[02:04.68] | Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice |
[02:08.93] | Blood in my love in the terrible summer |
[02:13.31] | Bloody red sun of Phantastic L. A. |
[02:19.87] | Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers |
[02:24.06] | Blood will be born in the birth of a nation |
[02:28.49] | Blood is the rose of mysterious union |
[02:31.37] | There' s blood in the streets, it' s up to my ankles |
[02:39.37] | Blood in the streets, it' s up to my knee |
[02:43.50] | Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago |
[02:47.75] | Blood on the rise, it' s following me |