Through the winter's ice and cold
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Down Nicollet Avenue
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A city aflame fought fire and ice
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'Neath an occupier's boots
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King Trump's private army from the DHS
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Guns belted to their coats
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Came to Minneapolis to enforce the law
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Or so their story goes
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Against smoke and rubber bullets
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In the dawn's early light
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Citizens stood for justice
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Their voices ringing through the night
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And there were bloody footprints
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Where mercy should have stood
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And two dead, left to die on snow-filled streets
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Alex Pretti and Renee Good
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Oh, our Minneapolis, I hear your voice
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Singing through the bloody mist
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We'll take our stand for this land
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And the stranger in our midst
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Here in our home they killed and roamed
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In the winter of '26
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We'll remember the names of those who died
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On the streets of Minneapolis
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Trump's federal thugs beat up on
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His face and his chest
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Then we heard the gunshots
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And Alex Pretti lay in the snow, dead
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Their claim was self defense, sir
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Just don't believe your eyes
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It's our blood and bones
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And these whistles and phones
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Against Miller and Noem's dirty lies
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Oh, our Minneapolis, I hear your voice
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Crying through the bloody mist
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We'll remember the names of those who died
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On the streets of Minneapolis
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Now they say they're here to uphold the law
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But they trample on our rights
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If your skin is black or brown, my friend
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You can be questioned or deported on sight
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In our chants of "ICE out now"
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Our city's heart and soul persists
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Through broken glass and bloody tears
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On the streets of Minneapolis
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Oh, our Minneapolis, I hear your voice
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Singing through the bloody mist
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Here in our home they killed and roamed
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In the winter of '26
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We'll take our stand for this land
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And the stranger in our midst
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We'll remember the names of those who died
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On the streets of Minneapolis
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We'll remember the names of those who died
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On the streets of Minneapolis
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