Lyrics:
There's a place just outside of LisburnIt's a place that's known to fewWhere a group of Irish rebelsAre held by Faulkner's crewThey're forced to live in cagesLike the inmates of BellevueBut the spirit of 1916Will always see them throughThe men in this vile placeThey come from far and nearSome from the Derry BogsideAnd Omagh town so nearAnd some them from BelfastFrom the Market and the FallsFrom the narrow streets of ArdoyneAnd all around TyroneOn that black day in AugustWhen Faulkner showed his handHe thought that by internmentHe could break our gallant bandBut the boys from BallymurphyHow they showed the way that nightAnd they taught those English soldiersHow Irishmen could fightLong Kesh it's known to everyoneThe system must be brokeArdoyne the New Lodge and the FallsWill see the system chokeNo more the special powers actTheir means will envokeAnd Long Kesh will be the U-stoneOn which the system's brokeA word now Irish peopleNo matter where you areRemember our brave rebelsIn Long Kesh this yearAnd by civil disobedienceOr any other wayWe'll make a stand until the dayEach one of them are freeLyricsFreak