the hunt

• new model army'nin the ghost of cain albumunden, mahalle sakinlerinin cevrelerindeki kabadayilardan/uyu$turucu saticilarindan intikam almalarini konu alan bir $arkidir. sepultura da calip soylemi$tir ama, orijinalidir agababasi. ozellikle artik bicak kemige dayandigi zaman
  
  we could spend our whole lives waiting
  for some thunderbolt to come
  we could spend our whole lives waiting
  for some justice to be done
  unless we make our own
  
  denmesi vurucudur dostlar. hatta dayanamiyorum, sozlerini de verecem:
  
  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 broken 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 summons, no courts of law
  no proper procedure, no rules of war
  no mitigating circumstance
  no layers fees, no second chance
  
  there are lasses getting trouble on their own home beat
  there are old folk battered in the open street
  in this city of hours
  there are eyes that see but say nothing at all
  there are ears that hear but they don't recall
  in this city of hours
  so we followed your man back to your front door
  and we're waiting for you outside
  'cause not everybody here is scared of you
  not everybody passes on the other side
  
  no police, no summons, no courts of law . . .
  
  and we could spend our whole lives waiting for some thunderbolt to come
  and we could spend our whole lives waiting for some justice to be done
  unless we make our own