hunting shooting fishing şarkı sözü

(will birch/gordon russel)

i ride a mare with a neck of steel
i pack a spare with a loaded wheel
shoes and tie made of rhino hide
i keep an eye on the countryside

i´m hunting - shooting - fishing
ahead of the pack
i keep an eye over my shoulder
but i never look back

i carry cash buried in my boot
i spit on thrash that i pass en route
i pay each fine with a mental note
i sign no line and decline to vote

i´m hunting - shooting - fishing
ahead of the pack
i keep an eye over my shoulder
but i never look back
i never look back

- guitar solo -

i keep no files and no fixed abode
i eat up miles on a twisted road
i fight the sky with a lightning rod
i´m riding high by the grace of god
i know the names of the men and dives
i´ve heard the claims of their tortured wives
i´ve searched for clues caught ´em in the act
they´ve blown a fuse when i´ve made contact

i´m hunting - shooting - fishing
ahead of the pack
i keep an eye over my shoulder
but i never look back
i never look back
i never look back
i never look back

- guitar outro -