Fire in the Working Heart
This is not Bruce Springsteen. Any similarity is coincidence from AI amalgamation. It is meant to be in the style of Bruce Springsteen however. It is homage.
The lyrics are not AI.
Intro
Verse 1
They pulled up to the shift change at the meatpack on the ridge
Unmarked Suburbans idling down below the river bridge
Sixteen names on a laminated sheet, plastic flex-cuffs on their wrist
No warrants shown, no phone calls made, just a silhouette through the mist
Ana was folding aprons when they kicked the back door in
Her boy was in the back seat when the engine started to spin
Pre-Chorus
They call it national security, they call it law and order
While they turn every quiet working town into a war-torn border
Nobody asked the town, nobody asked the mother
Just blacked-out glass and diesel exhaust tearing us from each other
Chorus
Now the searchlights sweep the avenue, the sirens cut the night!
And the men who hide behind the badge are running from the light!
You can lock us in your cages, you can tear our homes apart
But you cannot stop the fire burning in the working heart!
Yeah, we’re standing in the cold tonight, and we won’t step aside!
No, we won't step aside!
Verse 2
Up in the marble corridors where the suits sit out of reach
They line their pockets with the rage they preach on television screens
They trade our blood for votes, man, they trade our sweat for power
While a father sits in a concrete cell waiting for his hour
They tell us "love this country," but they hate the folk who build it
They took a promise made in gold and choked it till they killed it
Pre-Chorus
Call it national security, call it what you will
When you rip a family from their bed, it’s still a crime on the hill
Nobody asked the town, nobody asked the mother
Just blacked-out glass and diesel exhaust tearing us from each other
Chorus
Now the searchlights sweep the avenue, the sirens cut the night!
And the men who hide behind the badge are running from the light!
You can lock us in your cages, you can tear our homes apart
But you cannot stop the fire burning in the working heart!
Yeah, we’re standing in the cold tonight, and we won’t step aside!
Bridge
And what do you say to a six-year-old standing in the yard?
Holding a single mitten while the winter hits him hard?
Is that your "greatness," mister? Is that your holy law?
To leave a child frozen is the dirtiest thing I ever saw
Well, hand me a stone, hand me a torch, hand me the truth unvarnished
We’re gonna clean the blood right off this flag, no matter how it’s tarnished!
Final Chorus
Now the searchlights sweep the avenue, the sirens cut the night!
And the men who hide behind the badge are running from the light!
You can lock us in your cages, you can tear our homes apart
But you cannot stop the fire burning in the working heart!
Yeah, we’re standing in the cold tonight, and we won’t step aside!
Outro
We won't step aside!
Give 'em back their names!
Get your boots off our soil!
No peace till justice rolls down!