A Splash of Red

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A splash of red on a black canvas
It would sell if it came out of a studio in Venice

In another part of town, not far from where I live
Bullet’s take a lot of friends, even little kids
Playing in a park named for a general

On the hottest summer nights, when the air it feels like mud
A body drenched in sweat and another one in blood

I read about this every week in the L.A. Times
It makes me weep
Don’t think I could stand another day but I do
I’ve got to look the other way and keep my cool
She sat on the porch and talked to her mother
She said, “Be careful out there, they’re shooting your brothers”

A screech tore through the night
Razor sharp and round the corner
Rattle, spit, and speed away
That’s their motherfucking M.O. these days

A splash of red on a black canvas
It would sell if it came out of a studio in Venice

On the hottest summer nights, when the air it feels like mud
A body drenched in sweat and another one in blood
On the hottest summer nights, when the air it feel like mud

Don’t think I could stand another day but I do
I’ve got to look the other way and keep my cool
She sat on the porch and talked to her mother
She said, “Be careful out there, they’re shooting your brothers”

A screech tore through the night
Razor sharp and round the corner
Rattle, spit, and speed away
That’s their motherfucking M.O. these days

A splash of red on a black canvas
It would sell if it came out of a studio in Venice

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