Luyện nghe bài hát The Birmingham Six

Birmingham, 1974, occurred a bloody murder
Twenty-one people killed by bombs, reeled in horror
three hours the British State found the first available scapegoats--
Five Irish men bound for Belfast, about to board the
And this is their story, very sad, but
Of how six men were imprisoned for something they didn't do
And if any should say, "British justice is the best in the world"
Tell them, "Well of course it is, for the vested it serves"
The men were taken to Morkham to be for explosives
Tests which have since proved but were at the time held as conclusive
One scientists' word was sufficient to condemn the men
Like vultures the police in to begin interrogations
In the circumstances how 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' any meaning at all
When you're alone in a police house surrounded by cops kicked around like a ball
In a dark windowless room half a dozen were waiting
Billy Power was thrown in, the serious questions to begin
He was kicked and hit and 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 you anything you want me to say"
Sat in his own excretia, he could hardly speak he remained in a
cops compiled his statement of how he planted the bombs
They threatened him with the treatment again so Billy signed a
Thursday night became Friday night, the five men were back to Birmingham
The threats and the violence continued--a taste of was to come
Deprived of food and sleep, all part of procedure to the men
Johnny Walker blacked out twice; untied his hands while he signed his confession
And McIlkenny was threatened with a gun
The cop said it was OK to shoot him, that the home officer'd permission
The cop asked him if he was to sign, put the gun against his head
Playing roulette with a blank; when he banged McIlkenny thought he was dead
Hugh Callaghan, a sixth man, was picked up in Berm and
He, too, hadn't done it but they made him sign a confession to murder
Six men kept in no contact with each other
And it weren't until Monday morning they each got a duty solicitor
Still separate each his shirt to show how he'd been beaten up
The solicitors, filling in legal aid forms, said there wasn't and refused to look
The only obvious injury, Johnny Walker's eye in court that day
When he 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 government empowered at the time through the PTA
In their war on the Irish the British wanted vengeance
Despite glaring omissions in the so-called the six men hadn't a chance
The judge dismissed claims, said it would've meant there'd been a conspiracy
Between fifteen from two different forces, as if it was an impossibility
The in fact 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 ears
They wanted to bring the policemen to trial, the appeal seven years
Lord Denning dismissed case out of hand, saying "These actions cannot go on"
he really 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 safe and
For if it gets out that the State judges wrong, well what would people say?
We'd say, "We know who are 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 something 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 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 they'll to contain us
For as long as we remain they'll trample us into the dust
Hugh Callaghan, Patrick Hill, Richard McIlkenny, Johnny Walker, Gerry Hunter, and Power
Still fighting for their freedom fifteen years on
spirits shall remain when our State is dead
When our is dead
our State is dead and gone