Springsteen’s ‘Street of Minneapolis’

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From the (real) Boss:
“𝘐 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘺𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘴. 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘴, 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘙𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘦 𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥.𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦”, 𝘉𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘦 𝘚𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯

𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗧𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗘𝗔𝗣𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗦
Through the winter’s ice and cold
Down Nicollet Avenue
A city aflame fought fire and ice
‘Neath an occupier’s boots
King Trump’s private army from the DHS
Guns belted to their coats
Came to Minneapolis to enforce the law
Or so their story goes
Against smoke and rubber bullets
By the dawn’s early light
Citizens stood for justice
Their voices ringing through the night
And there were bloody footprints
Where mercy should have stood
And two dead left to die on snow-filled streets
Alex Pretti and Renee Good

Oh our Minneapolis, I hear your voice
Singing through the bloody mist
We’ll take our stand for this land
And the stranger in our midst
Here in our home they killed and roamed
In the winter of ’26
We’ll remember the names of those who died
On the streets of Minneapolis
Trump’s federal thugs beat up on
His face and his chest
Then we heard the gunshots
And Alex Pretti lay in the snow, dead
Their claim was self defense, sir
Just don’t believe your eyes
It’s our blood and bones
And these whistles and phones
Against Miller and Noem’s dirty lies

Oh our Minneapolis, I hear your voice
Crying through the bloody mist
We’ll remember the names of those who died
On the streets of Minneapolis
Now they say they’re here to uphold the law
But they trample on our rights
If your skin is black or brown my friend
You can be questioned or deported on sight
In chants of ICE out now
Our city’s heart and soul persists
Through broken glass and bloody tears
On the streets of Minneapolis

Oh our Minneapolis, I hear your voice
Singing through the bloody mist
Here in our home they killed and roamed
In the winter of ’26

We’ll take our stand for this land
And the stranger in our midst
We’ll remember the names of those who died
On the streets of Minneapolis
We’ll remember the names of those who died
On the streets of Minneapolis