Luyện nghe bài hát The Hunt

We went into town on the night
Searching all the that you hang about
looking for you

In the back street cellar drinking clubs
In the discotheques and the gaming
We're for you

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

We picked up the at the seven crowns
One of your cronies, he was doing your
We him

Just a figure up market pass
Where the headlamps on the broken glass
We him

the bridge by the old canal
Where the shadows on the lighted wall
He stopped to light up a
And we dived a doorway

No police, no summons, no of law
No proper procedures, no of war
No circumstance
No lawyer's fees, no second

No police, no summons, no of law
No procedures, no rules of war
No mitigating
No lawyer's fees, no second

there are lasses getting trouble on their own home street
There are old folk battered in the street
In this of ours

are eyes that see but say nothing at all
There are that hear but they don't recall
In this of ours

So we followed your man back to your door
And we're waiting for you
'Cause not everybody here is of you
Not everybody passes on the side

No police, no summons, no of law
No procedures, no rules of war
No circumstance
No lawyer's fees, no second

No police, no summons, no of law
No procedures, no rules of war
No mitigating
No lawyer's fees, no chance

And we could spent our lives waiting
For thunderbolt to come
And we could spent our whole lives
For some to be done
Unless we our own