With little warning, Bruce Springsteen has released a new song—and it lands like a quiet reckoning. Titled Streets of Minneapolis, the track is stark, stripped down, and heavy with atmosphere, more meditation than radio single. There’s no swelling chorus, no dramatic release. Instead, Springsteen walks listeners through grief, unrest, and moral unease, letting restraint do the heavy lifting. He doesn’t shout. He doesn’t preach. He observes. The silences are as deliberate as the words, giving the song a weight that settles slowly—and stays. This is music that asks for stillness, not applause; reflection, not sing-alongs. When it ends, it doesn’t resolve so much as linger, leaving behind the sense that something important has been said without being spelled out. It’s a reminder that when Springsteen turns his focus to a place and a moment, he doesn’t just document it—he marks it. 👇 Listen and read the full breakdown in the first comment.

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Listen to Bruce Springsteen’s New Song, ‘Streets of Minneapolis’

SiriusXM’s E Street Radio will start playing the song today (January 28).

Bruce Springsteen released a new protest song, “Streets of Minneapolis,” on January 28.

“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,” Bruce wrote. “It’s dedicated to the people of Minneapolis, our innocent immigrant neighbors and in memory of Alex Pretti and Renee Good.”

In “Streets of Minneapolis,” Bruce denounces “King Trump’s private army” and praises the observers and demonstrators who “stood for justice, their voices ringing through the night.” Check out the song and its lyrics below, and listen to it on E Street Radio with host Jim Rotolo starting today at 5pm ET on car radios and the SiriusXM app.

“Streets of Minneapolis” Lyrics

Hear Bruce Springsteen's Anti-ICE Song '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

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