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Minneapolis is the tipping point. There is so much evidence of that from some waking up and leaving MAGA, Republicans splitting off, and even more resolve from the people. The music follows.
Here are more protest songs to include in your collection
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Phil Ochs song “Knock on the Door” has been updated:
There are many short songs, and song/chants in the video below
We are trading out fear for harmony — h/t
at 0:42
Hey, Oh
We won’t be silent as our friends are gunned down
at 1:34
This is for our neighbors who are locked inside
Together, we will, abolish I.C.E.
AT 2:04
Hey Nazis, Fuck You!
Hey MAGA, Fuck You!
Hey Proud Boys, Fuck You!
Hey Elon, Fuck You!
Hey fascists, Fuck You!
oh lay oh lay oh lay oh lay
(call:) Fuck Trump!
(response:) Fuck Trump!
at 2:40
Hey, Kristi Noem, I wanna know
why you’re such a cunt
At 4:11
At gonna let no I.C.E. agent turn me round
turn me round
turn me round
aint gonna let no fraidy cat I.C.E, agent
turn me round
I’m gonna keep on walkin
I’m gonna keep on talkin
(can someone help me with this line. I can’t pick out the words of what he sang)
turn me round . . .
The writer of “Minnesota Anthem,” Marc Skjervem, acknowledges that this song was created by AI
AI Disclaimer: This song was created using artificial intelligence. The goal was to quickly offer a piece of music that could help people express what’s happening in Minnesota and feel inspired to take action. There is no intent to profit or seek attention. I strongly encourage musicians and songwriters to create and share their own authentic music — and I’d be glad to amplify it. My hope is that this project serves as a bridge that inspires creativity, connection, and positive change.
Minnesota Anthem
In the frozen heart of Minnesota's plains.
we watch the winter turn of fire and rain
Voices rising where the snow won't slay.
Shadows falling in the breaking day.
Renee's name whispered in the bitter wind.
A life cut short where justice should have stood
and the bells cried out over.
Who will stand when the night won't let
children trembling at the clang of fear
but every post grows loudly here.
We are the north star blazing in the cold.
We are the stories that the mountains told.
From every tear we forge a flame.
We call their names. We call their names.
And in this land of storms and snow,
hope will rise where rivers flow.
Alex moved with healing in his hands.
In the streets where people took a stand.
A nurse, a friend, a voice for the weak.
Silent cries in the words we speak.
They try to break us with iron and lies, but
truth glows brighter and open skies.
Hear the hearts that be in unison.
Mothers, fathers, daughters, sons, side
by side beneath the autumn moon.
We’ll march until the dawn comes soon.
Raise your torch. Let justice ring for every
soul lost to win.
We are the north star blazing in the cold.
We are the stories that the mountains told.
From every tear we forge a flame.
We call their names. We call their names.
United voices break the longest night.
From hurt to hope, we claim the light.
In Minnesota's heart, where the snow
drifts deep,
we sow the seas that love will keep.
From sorrows, depth to sunrise high.
Together we rise.
Together we cry.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
My apologies to Kossak TiltTownSinger who sent me this song in October, but I just now saw it.
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No Kings, No Crown
No kings, no crown. Not ever. Not now.
No kings, no crown, not ever. Not now.
They got alligator prisons.
Jack boot police.
The grandpa, a nephew or niece.
That man's selling ice cream.
They'll take him, too.
They're just fool after fool after fool.
They're just fool after fool after fool.
They pardon the criminals who beat up the cops,
even those who pled guilty with flag poles and rocks.
Starve hungry children
stealing medicine, too.
They're just fool after fool after fool.
Fool after fool after fool.
They're robbing the veterans
wounded in war. Close the suicide
hotline. Slam the hospital doors.
Call them suckers and losers for the
red, white, and blue. They're just fool
after fool after fool.
Fool after fool after fool.
No kings, no crowns,
not ever, not now. No king, no crowns, not ever, not now.
Their God that breathes fire sets them up for the fall.
Behind their halo curtain, there ain't no God at all.
They think they'll get to heaven.
Rival King, Solomon's new.
They're just fool after fool after fool.
Fool after fool after fool.
When we stand together, we become bulletproof.
Like old Paul Rivere shouting up to the roof.
One your neighbors and repeat after me.
One if I land and two if I see.
History will be recorded and quick to condemn.
the cowardly traitors both for women and men.
And it's good to remember and times is by 10.
There's way more of us and there are them.
There's way more of us than there are.
There's fool after fool after fool.
Fool after fool after fool.
Fool after fool after fool
Fool after fool after fool.
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