Luyện nghe bài hát The Hunt

We went town on the Tuesday night
Searching all the places you hang about
looking for you

In the back street cellar dive drinking
In the and the gaming pubs
We're for you

You will pay the price for my own brother
And he has become
And a hundred boys and girls
And all that you done

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

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

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

No police, no summons, no of law
No procedures, no rules of war
No mitigating
No fees, no second chance

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

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

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

So we followed your man back to your front
And we're for you outside
'Cause not everybody is scared of you
Not passes on the other side

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

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

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