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Seventeen seventy-six
New York City
Pardon me, are you Aaron Burr, sir?
That depends, who’s asking?
Oh, sure, sir
I’m Alexander Hamilton, I’m at your service, sir
I have been looking for you
I’m getting nervous
Sir, I heard your name at Princeton
I was seeking an accelerated course of study
When I got sort of out of sorts with a buddy of yours
I may have punched him it’s a blur, sir
He handles the financials?
You punched the bursar?
Yes, I wanted to do what you did
Graduate in two, then join the revolution he looked at me like I was stupid I’m not stupid
So how’d you do it, how’d you graduate so fast?
It was my parent's dying wish before they passed
You're an orphan, of course I’m an orphan
God, I wish there was a war
Then we could prove that we’re worth more than anyone bargained for
Can I buy you a drink?
That would be nice
While we’re talking, let me offer you some free advice
Talk less
What?
Smile more
Ha
Don’t let them know what you're against or what you're for
You can't be serious
You wanna get ahead?
Yes
Fools who run their mouths off wind up dead
Yo yo yo yo yo
What time is it?
Show time
Like I said
Show time, show time
Yo, I’m John Lauren's in the place to be
Two pints o’ Sam Adams, but I’m workin' on three, uh
Those redcoats don’t want it with me
'Cause I will pop chick-a pop these cops till I’m free
Oui oui, mon ami, je m’appelle Lafayette
The Lancelot of the revolutionary set
I came from afar just to say bonsoir
Tell the king casse-toi
Who’s the best, c’est moi
Brrrah, brraaah I am Hercules Mulligan
Up in it, lovin' it, yes I heard ya mother said come again
Ay, lock up ya daughters and horses, of course
It’s hard to have intercourse over four sets of corsets (wow)
No more sex, pour me another brew, son
Let’s raise a couple more to the revolution
Well, if it ain’t the prodigy of Princeton college
Aaron Burr
Give us a verse, drop some knowledge
Good luck with that, you’re takin' a stand
You spit, I’m 'a sit
We’ll see where we land (boo)
Burr, the revolution’s imminent, what do you stall for?
If you stand for nothing Burr, what’ll you fall for?
Oh, who are you oh, who are you oh, who are you?
Oh, who is this kid, what’s he gonna do?
