It’s Sister Jenny’s Turn to Throw the Bomb

[Verse 1]
In an anarchistic garret, so dingy and so mean
Smell the pungent odor of nitroglycerine!
From the piles of pipe and powder and pamphlets to the sky
'Midst the dust and dirty laundry you can hear this mournful cry

[Chorus]
“Oh, its Sister Jenny's turn to throw the bomb (throw the bomb!)
God knows what's become of Brother Tom (Brother Tom)
Mama's aim is bad and the cops they all know Dad
So it's Sister Jenny's turn to throw the bomb” (throw the bomb!)

[Verse 2]
There are knives and guns and daggers scattered on the front-room floor
Look behind the sofa; you'll find two dozen more
But Cousin Mac's in prison and Grandpa is long dead
And Uncle Jim has left us to become a Frisco Red

[Chorus]
So its Sister Jenny's turn to throw the bomb (throw the bomb!)
God knows what's become of Brother Tom (Brother Tom!)
Mama's aim is bad and the cops they all know Dad
So it's Sister Jenny's turn to throw the bomb (throw the bomb!)

[Verse 3]
In the hall you'll find the baby, teething on some dynamite
Try and get it from her and you'll find you're in a fight!
But she's too young to do it and Mama's baking bread
And Uncle Jake is tripping and he's flipping out his head

[Chorus]
So its Sister Jenny's turn to throw the bomb (throw the bomb!)
God knows what's become of Brother Tom (Brother Tom!)
Mama's aim is bad and the cops they all know Dad
So it's Sister Jenny's turn to throw the bomb (throw the bomb!)

[Verse 4]
There's a sabo-tabby kitten, sitting, purring by the door
And lying in the bed there's a smiling saboteur
But a cat's no good at bombing, and none of us is sure
That that smiling, sleeping freak is not a pig provocateur

[Chorus]
So its Sister Jenny's turn to throw the bomb (throw the bomb!)
God knows what's become of Brother Tom (Brother Tom!)
Mama's aim is bad and the cops they all know Dad
So it's Sister Jenny's turn to throw the bomb (throw the bomb!)