Luyện nghe bài hát The Hunt

We went into town on the night
Searching all the places you hang about
We're for you

In the back street cellar dive clubs
In the discotheques and the pubs
We're for you

You will pay the price for my own sweet
And what he has
And a hundred other boys and
And all that you have

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

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

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

No police, no summons, no of law
No proper procedures, no of war
No circumstance
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 in the open street
In this of ours

are eyes that 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 door
And waiting for you outside
'Cause not everybody here is of you
Not everybody passes on the other

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

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

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