Someone finally uploaded the song to YouTube.
Here's something I wrote this morning on the subject:
So I purposefully avoided reading up on this song (as much as someone deep in the Springsteen media can) until it was made available for me to hear it. I feel like it's being blown out of proportion. It's a pretty generic and bland message. It doesn't have the heartbreak of Sinaloa Cowboys, the brutal honesty of 41 Shots, and it's not addressing anything underrepresented like Streets of Philadelphia did. Even Death to My Home Town from just five years ago felt more powerful than this. When you get past the controversy and listen to it as a song, it's pretty rocking. It got me nodding my head and excited like Wrecking Ball did. Glad to see Grushecky finally getting some public love from Bruce, too. As long as Bruce has been a big name he'd make cameos at Grushecky shows, but nobody outside New Jersey or the Springsteen fandom has really heard of him.