John Cooper Clarke - The New Assa**in lyrics

Skip the roadblock here she comes Get a load of the pretty blue gun Any slick trick under the sun She'll do it if it isn't done She made arrangements she couldn't come She dresses like a secretary and lives like a nun Your crime is the radiant pa**ion It's time for the new a**a**in Cool k**er top of the cla** The other side of the shatterproof gla** Works as fast as the cameras flash With the cyanide cigarettes and the cs gas It's her job - doesn't bat an eyelash She's working for the perishing ma** The breadline's back in fashion It's time for the new a**a**in A melody played on a hand grenade From the rifle range in the green arcade As the rain fell down on the big parade Messed up the motorcade - mucked up the masquerade Secret weapons become displayed In the hands of half a dozen aides Just four men and a couple of gay blades Shantung suits and shatterproof shades Shoot up anybody who happens to be pa**ing Everybody but the new a**a**in One link in the human chain In the city where it always rains No profit or personal gain Are the silent rules in a lonesome game One face in a purple frame A black border round the name Chalk marks around a blood stain Thin blue line red light flashing It's time for the new a**a**in What time did you see it happen It's time for the new a**a**in