the year
the trouble all went down.
The Defence of the Realm Act
was invoked by the Crown.
They imposed martial law
upon old Limerick town.
They made the local people foot the bill.
The local trains and workers' council
met for twelve long hours
And said we will not recognise
the British Army's powers
This city is the people's,
we reclaim it now as ours
It ever was and shall be ever still
We are the liberate So viets
We only answer to the people's plea
We care no more for their martial law
Than the British Army,
curse for you and me
Than the British Army,
curse for you and me
The printing workers laboured
through the darkness of the night
Towards the population
to resist the Army's might
Within two hours the city walls
proclaimed a general strike
And Limerick responded,
said a call
Workers in their thousands
were parading through the streets
The Irish Times was horrified
and called for their defeat
But the people were in charge now,
not the army or elite
So they held the torch
of freedom for us all
We are the limerick soviets,
we only answer to the people's plea
We care no more for their martial law
than the british army
cares for you and me
Than the british army
cares for you and me
The So viet limerick,
it lasted two weeks long
A forgotten revolution,
overlooked by history's song
John Cronin and his strike
committee's beacon has not gone
It lights the path to justice for us still
We are the liberate soviets
We own the answer to
the people's plea
We can no more for them marshal law
And the British army
curse for you and me
And the British army
curse for you and me
We are the liberate soviets
We own the answer to
the people's plea
We couldn't war for their martial law,
than the British Army,
that's what you and me.
Than the British Army,
that's what you and me.
Than the British Army,
that's what you and me.