Luyện nghe bài hát The Hunt

We went town
On the Tuesday
all the places
That you about

Were for you
In the back cellar
In the clubs
In the
And the pubs

Were for you
You will pay the
For my own brother
And what he has
And a hundred boys and girls
And all that you have

We up the trail
At the seven
One of cronies
He was doing rounds

We him
a silhouette figure
Up pass
Where the headlamps
On the glass

We him
Over the bridge by the old
the shadows dance
On the lighted
He to light up a cigarette
And we dived into a

No police, no summons, no of law
No proper procedure, no of war
No circumstance
No fees, no second chance

There are lasses getting
On their own beat
There are old folk
In the open

In this city of
There are that see
But say at all
There are ears that
But they dont

In this of ours
So we followed man
to your front door
And waiting
For you

not everybody
Here is of you
Not passes
On the other

No police, no summons, no of law
No proper procedure, no of war
No mitigating
No fees, no second chance

We could
Our whole waiting
For some to come

And we spent
Our whole waiting
For some to be done
we make our own

No police, no summons, no of law
No procedure, no rules of war
No circumstance
No lawyers fees, no chance