Luyện nghe bài hát The Hunt

We into town
On the Tuesday
Searching all the
you hang about

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

looking for you
You pay the price
For my own brother
And he has become
And a other boys and girls
And all that you have

We picked up the
At the seven
One of your
He was doing rounds

We him
a silhouette figure
Up pass
Where the shine
On the broken

We him
the bridge by the old canal
Where the shadows
On the lighted
He stopped to light up a
And we dived into a

No police, no summons, no of law
No procedure, no rules of war
No mitigating
No lawyers fees, no second

There are lasses trouble
On their own beat
There are old battered
In the street

In this of ours
are eyes that see
But say at all
are ears that hear
But dont recall

In this of ours
So we your man
Back to your door
And were
For you

Cause not
Here is of you
Not passes
On the other

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

We could
Our whole waiting
For thunderbolt to come

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

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