Luyện nghe bài hát The Hunt

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

looking for you
In the back cellar
In the drinking
In the
And the gaming

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

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

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

We him
the bridge by the old canal
Where the dance
On the lighted
He to light up a cigarette
And we into a doorway

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

There are getting trouble
On their own beat
There are old folk
In the street

In city of ours
There are eyes see
But say at all
are ears that hear
But they dont

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

not everybody
Here is of you
Not everybody
On the other

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

We spent
Our lives waiting
For some thunderbolt to

And we could
Our lives waiting
For justice to be done
Unless we our own

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