Unknown - Its Sister Jennys Turn To Throw The Bomb текст песни

IT'S SISTER JENNY'S TURN TO THROW THE BOM

In an anarchist's garret, so lowly and so mean
Oh, smell the pungent odor of nitro-glycerine
They're busy making fuses, and filling cans with nails
And the little Slavic children set up this mournful wail
Oh, its Sister Jenny's turn to throw the bomb;
The last one it was thrown by Brother Thom
Poor Mamma's aim is bad and the Copskys all know Dad,
So it's Sister Jenny's turn to throw the bom

Sister Jenny took the bomb and started off
"Oh, mind you now," said Mamma, "to blow up Templehoff"
And so the party waited, while the dawn turned into day,
And the little Slavic children set up this mournful lay
Oh it's Brother Ivanovitch's turn to throw the bom
Sister Jenny's gone the way of Brother Thom;
Poor Mamma's aim is bad and the Copsky's all know Dad,
So it's Brother Ivanovitch's turn to throw the bom
@political @revolution @Russian
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