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