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

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

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

Just a silhouette figure up market
the headlamps shine on the broken glass
We him

Over the bridge by the old
Where the shadows on the lighted wall
He to light up a cigarette
And we into 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 chance

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

are eyes that see but say nothing at all
There are ears that hear but they recall
In city of ours

So we followed your man to your front 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 fees, no second chance

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

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