Luyện nghe bài hát The Birmingham Six

Birmingham, 1974, there a bloody murder
Twenty-one people killed by bombs, reeled in horror
Within three hours the British found the first available scapegoats--
Five Irish men bound for Belfast, to board the boat
And is their story, very sad, but true
Of how six men were falsely imprisoned for something they do
And if any should say, "British justice is the best in the world"
Tell them, "Well of it is, for the vested interests it serves"
The men were taken to Morkham to be tested for
Tests which have proved ambiguous but were at the time held as conclusive
One scientists' word was to condemn the Irish men
vultures the police moved in to begin interrogations
In the how well do you think the men's rights were observed?
The cops thought they had the bombers; do you think they kept judgement reserved?
Does 'innocent till proven guilty' have any at all
When you're alone in a police house by cops being kicked around like a ball
In a dark windowless room half a detectives were waiting
Billy Power was thrown in, the serious questions about to
He was and hit and punched from all sides, spread-eagled against the wall
kicked him and hit him again, a voice from the dark said, "Stretch his balls"
Soon after, poor Billy surrendered, screamed, "I'll tell you anything you me to say"
Sat in his own excretia, he could speak he remained in a daze
Whilst cops compiled his of how he planted the bombs
They threatened him with the treatment again so Billy a confession
Thursday night became Friday night, the five men took back to Birmingham
The threats and the continued--a taste of what was to come
Deprived of and sleep, all part of procedure to break the men
Johnny Walker blacked out twice; they untied his hands while he his confession
And Richard was threatened with a gun
The cop said it was OK to shoot him, that the home officer'd permission
The cop him if he was going to sign, put the gun against his head
Playing Russian roulette with a when he banged McIlkenny thought he was dead
Hugh Callaghan, a man, was picked up in Berm and tortured
He, too, hadn't done it but they made him sign a to mass murder
Six men kept in no contact with each other
And it weren't until Monday morning that each got a duty solicitor
Still separate unbuttoned his shirt to show how he'd been beaten up
The solicitors, filling in legal aid forms, said there wasn't time and to look
The only obvious injury, Johnny Walker's black eye in that day
When he tried to unbotton his all the majistrates said, "Let's take him away"
Leland workers staged a walkout, banners read "Hang the IRA"
The labor empowered at the time rushed through the PTA
In war on the Irish people the British wanted vengeance
glaring omissions in the so-called confessions the six men hadn't a chance
The judge dismissed their claims, it would've meant there'd been a conspiracy
Between fifteen officers two different forces, as if it was an impossibility
The police in became heroes, got their promotion and victory medals
The six men got life imprisonment and years on they're still in jail
The men protested innocence but it fell mainly on deaf ears
They wanted to bring the to trial, the appeal took seven years
Lord Denning dismissed their case out of hand, saying "These cannot go on"
What he meant was the State machine could never admit it's done wrong
Another six years, appeal, another set of judiciary
To uphold the original convictions as and satisfactory
For if it ever gets out the State judges wrong, well what would people say?
say, "We know who are real enemies are now", and we'd form our own IRA
Oh let me tell a story, sad, but true
Of how six men were falsely imprisoned for they didn't do
And if any say, "British justice is the very best in the world"
Tell them, "Well of course it is, for the vested it serves"
For as long as we remain they'll fight their war against Ireland
For as long as we remain silent they'll imprison any want
For as long as we keep our eyes shut continue to contain us
For as as we remain passive they'll trample us into the dust
Hugh Callaghan, Patrick Hill, Richard McIlkenny, Johnny Walker, Gerry Hunter, and Power
fighting for their freedom fifteen long years on
Their spirits shall remain our State is dead
our State is dead
When our is dead and gone