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Saturday, July 13, 2013

THE POGUES : BIRMINGHAM SIX ; Martin Corey

THE POGUES : BIRMINGHAM SIX Martin Corey







THE POGUES : Streets of Sorrow/Birmingham Six


Oh farewell you streets of sorrow


And farewell you streets of pain


I'll not return to feel more sorrow


Nor to see more young men slain


Through the last six years I've lived through terror


And in the darkened streets the pain


Oh how I long to find some solace


In my mind I curse the strain





So farewell you streets of sorrow


And farewell you streets of pain


No I'll not return to feel more sorrow


Nor to see more young men slain





There were six men in Birmingham


In Guildford there's four


That were picked up and tortured


And framed by the law


And the filth got promotion


But they're still doing time


For being Irish in the wrong place


And at the wrong time


In Ireland they'll put you away in the maze


In England they'll keep you for seven long days


God help you if ever you're caught on these shores


The coppers need someone


And they walk through that door





You'll be counting years


First five, then ten


Growing old in a lonely hell


Round the yard and the stinking cell


From wall to wall, and back again





A curse on the judges, the coppers and screws


Who tortured the innocent, wrongly accused


For the price of promotion


And justice to sell


May the judged by their judges when they rot down in hell





May the whores of the empire lie awake in their beds


And sweat as they count out the sins on their heads


While over in Ireland eight more men lie dead


Kicked down and shot in the back of the head



Martin Corey's Story Link :

http://www.releasemartincorey.com