MINNEAPOLIS — Now that Donald Trump has taken over the over the Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts in Washington and renamed it in his own honor, don’t expect that blue-colla rlyricist Bruce Springsteen to be invited. Nor that Springsteen = would accept. The blue-collar folk hero since the 1970s, has posted his most direct protest song in a long career of activism: “On the Streets of Minneapolis.” The anti-Trunp piece was posted on YouTube. Next Springsteen plans a benefit concert Friday in Minneapolis. Proceeds go to the families of Renee Good and Alex Pretti, who both swere hot dead by Trump occupation agents in street protests. The convert title “Defend Minnesota.”

Lyrics: “On the 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 / n 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 tearsOn 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 / n the streets of Minneapolis.”