Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Coup, artist - COPILOT Music + Sound. Date of issue: 02.08.2020
Song language: English
The Coup |
| They say Emily was born to wear a crown on her head |
| But all her young life, some wanted her dead |
| She ascended too soon, or that’s what they said |
| And 'fore too long, the streets would run red |
| Life was not easy for our sweet Empress |
| As a leader of men, she worked hard to impress |
| But her treaties and pacts had little success |
| And our skies turned dim and we lived in distress |
| A coup, a coup! |
| What is it to you? |
| A feast or a famine, a nail or a screw? |
| A Duke from the south, a vile witches brew |
| A coup, a coup! |
| What is it to you? |
| The walls of Dunwall, did they help her at all? |
| For our Emily, they were good for a fall |
| A captain, a traitor, they danced at a ball |
| The walls of Dunwall, did they help her at all? |
| For every loyal friend that Emily did make |
| There grew three betrayers, her life ready to take |
| Whispers in the south, a conspiracy planned |
| She trusted her allies, played into their hands |
| A coup, a coup! |
| What is it to you? |
| A feast or a famine, a nail or a screw? |
| A Duke from the south, a vile witches brew |
| A coup, a coup! |
| What is it to you? |
| A mystical woman, Delilah she’s called |
| Claimed rights to the throne, and the Duke she enthralled |
| Some called it magic and some called it fate |
| Did she do it for love, did she do it for hate? |
| Now I’m just a poor singer, recounting this tale |
| If I sing it wrongly I’m dead as a whale |
| The Duke rules us now, and we know him, we do |
| So let’s raise a glass to our Duke and the coup! |
| A coup, a coup! |
| What is it to you? |
| A feast or a famine, a nail or a screw? |
| A Duke from the south, a vile witches brew |
| A coup, a coup! |
| What is it to you? |