Luyện nghe bài hát The Birmingham Six

Birmingham, 1974, there occurred a murder
Twenty-one people killed by bombs, Britain in horror
Within hours the British State found the first available scapegoats--
Five men bound for Belfast, about to board the boat
And this is story, very sad, but true
Of how six men were falsely for something they didn't do
And if any say, "British justice is the very best in the world"
Tell them, "Well of it is, for the vested interests it serves"
The men were taken to Morkham to be for explosives
Tests which have since proved ambiguous but were at the time as conclusive
One word was sufficient to condemn the Irish men
Like vultures the police in to begin interrogations
In the circumstances how well do you the men's rights were observed?
The thought they had the bombers; do you think they kept their judgement reserved?
Does 'innocent till proven have any meaning at all
When you're alone in a police house surrounded by cops being kicked around a ball
In a dark windowless room half a dozen detectives were
Billy Power was thrown in, the serious about to begin
He was kicked and hit and punched from all sides, against the wall
They kicked him and hit him again, a voice the dark said, "Stretch his balls"
after, poor Billy surrendered, screamed, "I'll tell you anything you want me to say"
Sat in his own excretia, he could speak he remained in a daze
Whilst cops his statement 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 were took to Birmingham
The threats and the continued--a taste of what was to come
Deprived of food and sleep, all part of to break the men
Johnny Walker out twice; they untied his hands while he signed his confession
And Richard was threatened with a gun
The cop said it was OK to him, that the home officer'd given permission
The cop him if he was going to sign, put the gun against his head
Playing Russian roulette a blank; 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 confession to mass
Six men kept in isolation no contact each other
And it weren't until Monday morning that they each got a duty
Still separate each unbuttoned his shirt to show how he'd been up
The solicitors, filling in legal aid forms, there wasn't time and refused to look
The only injury, Johnny Walker's black eye in court that day
he tried to unbotton his shirt all the majistrates said, "Let's take him away"
Leland staged a walkout, their banners read "Hang the IRA"
The labor empowered at the time rushed through the PTA
In their war on the Irish people the British wanted
glaring omissions in the so-called confessions the six men hadn't a chance
The judge dismissed their claims, said it would've meant there'd been a
Between fifteen officers from two forces, as if it was an impossibility
The police in fact heroes, got their promotion and victory medals
The six men got imprisonment and fifteen years on they're still in jail
The men protested their but it fell mainly on deaf ears
They wanted to bring the policemen to trial, the appeal took years
Lord Denning dismissed their case out of hand, "These actions cannot go on"
What he really meant was the State machine could never admit it's done
six years, another appeal, another set of judiciary
To uphold the original convictions as safe and
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 a story, very sad, but true
Of how six men were falsely for something they didn't do
And if any should say, "British justice is the very in the world"
Tell them, "Well of it is, for the vested interests it serves"
For as as we remain ignorant they'll fight their war against Ireland
For as as we remain silent they'll imprison any they want
For as long as we keep our shut they'll continue to contain us
For as as we remain passive they'll trample us into the dust
Hugh Callaghan, Patrick Hill, McIlkenny, Johnny Walker, Gerry Hunter, and Billy Power
Still fighting for their freedom fifteen long on
Their spirits shall remain when our is dead
our State is dead
When our State is dead and