Hunting - Little Comets

I’ll never get caught hunting

I do it on a Sunday

Go out in the west end

I do it with my best friends

It feels so fucking good

To be misunderstood

So even when confronted

I’ll never get caught hunting

Last night we found a child

He came from E9

Dressed him up as a fox

Took off his hope and socks

We made him look a fool

Burnt A&E and closed his school

Got bored so privatized the homeless

I’ll never get caught hunting

I do it on a Sunday

Go out in the west end

I do it with my best friends

It feels so fucking good

To be misunderstood

So even when confronted

I’ll never get caught hunting

I do it to myself

It’s for the common good

I live in the Ladbroke Grove

But I think it’s Hollywood

I do the same each time

That you let me

You’re just a part of

My hegemony

I’ll never get caught hunting

I do it on a Sunday

Go out in the middle of the west end

I do it with my best friends

It feels so fucking good

To be misunderstood

So even when confronted

I’ll never get caught hunting