《British Assassin》歌词

[00:00:00] British Assassin - Dan Bull

[00:00:01] Written by：Dan Bull

[00:00:53] Over oceans civilisations behold

[00:00:55] The UK taking control

[00:00:56] A naval nation of old

[00:00:58] Built on a foundation of coal

[00:00:59] That was taken and sold

[00:01:01] So they could pave it with gold

[00:01:02] To make the altars that they failed

[00:01:04] To use to pray for the souls

[00:01:05] Who excavated and rolled

[00:01:06] Trains into stations to mould

[00:01:08] The global stage where they were playing a role

[00:01:10] For those who'd later withold

[00:01:12] Them from the tale that was told

[00:01:13] To fete the brave and the bold

[00:01:15] So they could claim it was stole

[00:01:16] Instead they lay in deprivation and cold

[00:01:18] Poor sanitation and mold

[00:01:20] Without a savior to follow

[00:01:21] It's not like they can enrol

[00:01:23] Rebel or make an assault

[00:01:24] Halt enter Evie Frye and Jacob

[00:01:27] Revolt

[00:01:28] I am a British assassin

[00:01:29] Rather proficient in fashion

[00:01:31] Look in the mirror yeah the image is dashing

[00:01:34] I'm sending a templar to hell

[00:01:36] On every single ring of Big Ben's Bell

[00:01:39] I am a British assassin

[00:01:41] Me and my sister are cashing in

[00:01:42] On the city's riches and it's flipping cracking

[00:01:45] I send a templar unto the grave

[00:01:48] For every soot stained cobble with which London is paved

[00:01:50] This is a major event

[00:01:52] So you best pay Jacob attention

[00:01:53] In in age of innovation invention

[00:01:55] Evie and me are the train and the engine

[00:01:57] Slicing straight through the tension

[00:01:58] With a hidden blade to the tendon

[00:02:00] How clear can I state my intention

[00:02:02] Fed up of Gentry living rent free

[00:02:03] While peasants pay an arm and a leg for entry

[00:02:06] Don't send for a detective

[00:02:07] Let me make this Elementary

[00:02:08] I'm that assassin other chaps try and pretend to be

[00:02:12] My enemy's enemy's potentially a friend to me

[00:02:15] From Ezio and Edward Kenway through to Henry Green

[00:02:17] Killing is our business and in business we're immensely keen

[00:02:20] Roughing up these gangs

[00:02:21] Although there's nothing in my hands

[00:02:23] But for a couple of brass knuckles

[00:02:24] And a kukri that I swang'

[00:02:26] From the stricken slums of Southwark

[00:02:27] To the suckers in the strand

[00:02:29] Suddenly snuck into a cab

[00:02:30] And then I'm just another chap

[00:02:31] Strutting striding over Whitechapel

[00:02:33] Landing in Lambeth with ease

[00:02:35] Bite the Apple of Eden

[00:02:36] And plant the seeds in London's streets

[00:02:38] Come and reap the fruits of our labour

[00:02:40] And bite the hand that feeds

[00:02:41] We're the gang Anglia needs

[00:02:43] The Assassin's Creed

[00:02:44] We study war to run like water through the ruddy order

[00:02:47] Tend to every Templar starting with that bugger bloody Nora

[00:02:50] I make her blighters face my blade and die

[00:02:52] Veins are sliced

[00:02:52] Baptised by the rain at night

[00:02:54] They wish they were safe and dry

[00:02:56] So crack open a case of wine

[00:02:57] Grab your glass and raise it high

[00:02:58] Take your time to say goodbye

[00:03:00] Yours faithfully Jacob Frye

[00:03:01] I am a British assassin

[00:03:03] Rather proficient in fashion

[00:03:04] Look in the mirror yeah the image is dashing

[00:03:07] I'm sending a Templar to hell

[00:03:10] On every single ring of Big Ben's Bell

[00:03:13] I am a British assassin

[00:03:15] Me and my sister are cashing in

[00:03:16] On the city's riches and it's flipping cracking

[00:03:19] I send a Templar unto the grave

[00:03:21] For every soot stained cobble with which London is paved

[00:03:25] There's little more gory a thing than

[00:03:27] Living in Victorian England