Streets of Minneapolis Lyrics – Bruce Springsteen

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