Because there are also heroes in America

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 .