Luyện nghe bài hát Hunt the Rich

You have no you have no heart
You'd chase an to see it torn apart
Blood junky you're of shit
You want a kicking? fuckin' get it

perverts dressed in red
We won't rest until "sport" is dead
Sick dressed in red
We won't rest until your is dead

A child's is smeared with blood
A torn corpse is in the mud
This your is fuckin' sick
We're stop you, you fuckin' inbred prick

perverts dressed in red
We won't rest your "sport" is dead
Sick bastards in red
We won't rest until your sort is

Sab is down by rich toff
Masonic handshake soon him off
We won't sit and take this shit
the field and put an end to it

"The saboteurs, in my opinion. They are a very good example of their name they are saboteurs - And I quite everybody's right to their opinion and to demonstrate - but to actually endanger and harass and throw stones and threaten and use abusive language - that has to be stopped."

So sab the you know you should
'Cos don'r forget! They'd us if they could
We'll their thugs, put 'em in the ditch
We'll save the fox and then we'll hunt the

THE RICH!

"We don't demands of the rich. We just want to get rid of the bastards right?"