Hunting - The Wombats

This is relentless

And you must think I’m a fool

Or a punch-drunk puppy

The way that I follow you

It’s that smile and the 'who cares' attitude

That makes a boy helplessly want to get close to you

Let’s go hunting

A day trip from this city’s upturned frown

I’ll take you out to the country

Where nothing could ever let me let you down

Where nothing could ever let me let you down

It’s just as Mum and Dad said

The bad ones adhere to me like Velcro and the good ones get left behind

It’s that smile

The 'who cares' attitude

That makes a boy helplessly

Want to get help from you

Let’s go hunting

A day trip from this city’s upturned frown

I’ll take you out to the country

Where nothing could ever let me let you down

And for a moment I lose myself

This could be the happiest that I have ever felt

We could be the snowballs who made it

Through hell

Let’s go hunting

A day trip from this city’s upturned frown

I’ll take you out to the country

Where nothing could ever let me let you down

Nothing could ever let me let you down

Where nothing could ever let me let you down

Nothing could ever let me let you down

Where nothing could ever let me let you down