| I know it’s hopeless, Hell
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| Ain’t big enough to hold us back.
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| Come on, let’s pick a fight.
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| We hunt for trouble tonight.
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| I know it’s hopeless, Hell
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| Ain’t big enough to hold us back.
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| Come on, boys, we’re right!
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| We hunt for trouble
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| Tonight, tonight, tonight.
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| Tonight, tonight, tonight.
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| Tonight, tonight, tonight.
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| You know we’re right!
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| We hunt for trouble
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| With our fingers dipped in blood.
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| We hold the rifles
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| With a hangman’s heart.
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| If reunited
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| 'Fore the last sun lie,
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| The snake
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| They cut in the parts
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| That come back alive for 'em.
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| Brother Benjamin is off in France.
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| We’re taking Trenton back again.
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| The garrison of Hessians will fall.
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| They say Delaware will freeze a man.
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| We chasin' sovereigns
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| Across the Styx and dodging ice floes.
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| It’s all on Honeyman,
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| Our mole inside the ivy that grows.
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| So unnatural to see this leaf
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| So far from its home.
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| Must deracinate the weed,
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| Drive it out of the loam.
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| I know it’s hopeless, Hell
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| Ain’t big enough to hold us back.
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| Come on, let’s pick a fight.
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| We hunt for trouble tonight.
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| I know it’s hopeless, Hell
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| Ain’t big enough to hold us back.
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| Come on, boys, we’re right!
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| We hunt for trouble
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| Tonight, tonight, tonight.
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| Tonight, tonight, tonight.
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| Tonight, tonight, tonight.
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| You know we’re right!
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| With fingers frozen from tracking
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| And groping and trapping,
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| Found the trouble and coupled
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| At the mouths that prize the purse from the apt.
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| And the victim claimed by the slow mechanism
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| That broke its opponents back.
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| While the crimson coats were bending elbows in half,
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| WE ATTACKED!
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| I know you noticed the battle.
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| It don’t need quoting.
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| It’s spoken over ad nauseum.
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| Darling, the sharpest story.
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| Every veteran, politician, talking head’ll
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| Get on the pedestal,
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| Spin the saga any way
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| That will make their means our end.
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| We, we’ve got ourselves a fight song
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| For the wool they’ll pull over your eyes.
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| Tell the devil that we’re coming right home
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| Tonight, tonight.
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| I know it’s hopeless, Hell
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| Ain’t big enough to hold us back.
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| Come on, let’s pick a fight.
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| We hunt for trouble tonight!
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| I know it’s hopeless, Hell
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| Ain’t big enough to hold us back.
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| Come on, boys, we’re right!
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| We hunt for trouble
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| Tonight, tonight, tonight.
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| Tonight, tonight, tonight.
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| Tonight, tonight, tonight.
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| You know we’re right!
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| ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR.
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| I know it’s hopeless, Hell
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| Ain’t big enough to hold us back.
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| Come on, let’s pick a fight!
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| We hunt for trouble tonight!
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| I know it’s hopeless, Hell
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| Ain’t big enough to hold us back.
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| Come on, boys, we’re right!
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| We hunt for trouble
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| Tonight, tonight, tonight.
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| Tonight, tonight, tonight.
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| Tonight, tonight, tonight.
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| You know we’re right! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Trouble Hunters , by - Astronautalis. Song from the album Pomegranate, in the genre Иностранный рок