An old Anarchist friend of mine, Rosemary, an old pal of Dorathy Day, who I used to know from playing the Uilleann pipes in the church choir, used to sing this to annoy priests and nuns, when they were being bad - for example giving a bosses sermon on labor day... There are lots of verses, but the one she sang the most, so the one I remember, more or less is...

Its sister Jennies turn to throw the bomb
poor old brother James is dead and gone
Mothers aim is bad, and the coppers all know dad
so its sister Jennies turn to throw the bomb.

anyone with the rest? Id love to sing it for Rosemary, next time I see her.
All the best
Larry