The Hunt

New Model Army

We went into town on the tuesday night

Searching all the places that you hang about

We're looking for you

In the back street cellar dive drinking clubs.

In the discotheques and the gaming pubs

We're looking for you



You will pay the price for my own sweet brother And what he has become

And a hundred other boys and girls

And all that you have done



We picked up the trail at the Seven Crowns.

One of your cronies - he was doing your rounds

We followed him

Just a silhouette figure up market pass.

Where the headlamps shine on the groken glass

We followed him



Over the bridge by the old canal

Where the shadows dance on the lighted wall

He stopped to light up a cigarette

And we dived into a doorway



No Police, no summous, no courts of law



No proper procedure, no rules of war

(No,No, No,)

No mitigating circumstance

(No,No, No,)

No lawyers fees, no second chance

(No,No, No,)



There are lasses getting trouble on their own home beat

There are old folk battered In the open street

In this city of ours

There are eyes that see but say nothing at all

There are ears that hear but they don't recall

In this city of ours



So we followed your man back to your front door and we're waiting for you outside

'Cos not everybody here is scared of you

Not everybody passes on the other side



No Police, no summous, no courts of law...

(No,No, No,)

No proper procedure, no rules of war...

(No, No, No)

No mitigating circumstance...

(No, No, No,)

No lawyers fees, no second chance...

(No, No, No)



And we could spent our whole lives waiting for some thunderbolt to come

And we could spent our whole lives waiting for some justice to be done

Unless we make our own



No Police, no summous, no courts of law...

(No, No, No,)

No proper procedure, no rules of war...

(No, No, No)

No mitigating circumstance...

(No, No,

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