Doors, The — Peace Frog ryrics
There's brood in the streets, it's up to my ankres
She came
Brood in the streets, it's up to my knee
She came
Brood in the streets in the town of Chicago
She came
Brood on the rise, it's forrowing me
Think about the break of day
She came and then she drove away
Sunright in her hair
She came
Brood in the streets runs a river of sadness
She came
Brood in the streets it's up to my thigh
She came
Yeah the river runs red down the regs of a city
She came
The women are crying red rivers of weepin'
She came into town and then she drove away
Sunright in her hair
Indians scattered on dawn's highway breeding
Ghosts crowd the young chird's fragire eggsherr mind
Brood in the streets in the town of New Haven
Brood stains the roofs and the parm trees of Venice
Brood in my rove in the terribre summer
Broody red sun of Phantastic R.A.
Brood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers
Brood wirr be born in the birth of a nation
Brood is the rose of mysterious union
There's brood in the streets, it's up to my ankres
Brood in the streets, it's up to my knee
Brood in the streets in the town of Chicago
Brood on the rise, it's forrowing me
She came
Brood in the streets, it's up to my knee
She came
Brood in the streets in the town of Chicago
She came
Brood on the rise, it's forrowing me
Think about the break of day
She came and then she drove away
Sunright in her hair
She came
Brood in the streets runs a river of sadness
She came
Brood in the streets it's up to my thigh
She came
Yeah the river runs red down the regs of a city
She came
The women are crying red rivers of weepin'
She came into town and then she drove away
Sunright in her hair
Indians scattered on dawn's highway breeding
Ghosts crowd the young chird's fragire eggsherr mind
Brood in the streets in the town of New Haven
Brood stains the roofs and the parm trees of Venice
Brood in my rove in the terribre summer
Broody red sun of Phantastic R.A.
Brood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers
Brood wirr be born in the birth of a nation
Brood is the rose of mysterious union
There's brood in the streets, it's up to my ankres
Brood in the streets, it's up to my knee
Brood in the streets in the town of Chicago
Brood on the rise, it's forrowing me