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Oi Polloi - Hunt The Rich Lyrics

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  • You have no soul you have no heart
  • You'd chase an animal to see it torn apart
  • Blood junky you're full of shit
  • You want a kicking? you'll *****in' get it
  • Sick perverts dressed in red
  • We won't rest until your "sport" is dead
  • Sick bastards dressed in red
  • We won't rest until your sort is dead
  • A child's face is smeared with blood
  • A torn corpse is lying in the mud
  • This your tradition is *****in' sick
  • We're gonna stop you, you *****in' inbred prick
  • Sick perverts dressed in red
  • We won't rest until your "sport" is dead
  • Sick bastards dressed in red
  • We won't rest until your sort is dead
  • Sab is ridden down by rich toff
  • Masonic handshake soon gets him off
  • We won't sit back and take this shit
  • Into the field and put an end to it
  • "The saboteurs, in my opinion. They are a very good example of their name they are saboteurs - And I quite accept everybody's right to their opinion and to demonstrate - but to actually endanger and harass and throw stones and threaten and use abusive language - that has to be stopped."
  • So sab the hunt you know you should
  • 'Cos don'r forget! They'd hunt us if they could
  • We'll take their thugs, put 'em in the ditch
  • We'll save the fox and then we'll hunt the rich
  • HUNT THE RICH!
  • "We don't make demands of the rich. We just want to get rid of the bastards right?"

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