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How does a bastard, orphan, son of a and a
Scotsman, in the middle of a forgotten
in the Caribbean by providence, impoverished, in squalor
Grow up to be a and a scholar?
The ten-dollar Founding Father without a
Got a lot farther by a lot harder
By a lot smarter
By a self-starter
By fourteen, they placed him in charge of the charter
Hamilton
My is Alexander Hamilton
And there's a million I haven't done
But just you wait, just you

for it
for it
for it
for it
I am the one thing in I can control
for it
for it
for it
for it
I am
I am an
And if there's a I'm still alive
so many have died
Then I'm willin'

I'm to
Work, work!
Angelica!
Work, work!
Eliza!
And
Look around, at how lucky we are to be right now!
History is happening in Manhattan and we happen to be
In the greatest
In the greatest in the world!

The turned upside down
The turned upside down
The turned upside down
The world turned down

Yeah you'll blow us all

rise, empires fall
We have seen each other it all
And push comes to shove
I will send a fully armed battalion to you of my love!
Da da da dat da dat da da da da ya da
Da da dat dat da da ya da!

No one was in
The room where it
The where it happened
The room it happened
No one was in
The room it happened
The room it happened
The room it happened
No one really knows how the game is
The art of the
How the sausage gets
We just assume that it
But no one is in the room where it happens

We are (What?)
(What?)


We make an all out stand
Ayo, I'm gonna need a man

Hamilton!
Sir, he knows what to do in a
and fluent in French, I mean—
Hamilton!
Sir, you're have to use him eventually
What's he do on the bench? I mean—
Hamilton!
No one has resilience
Or matches my tactical brilliance—
Hamilton!
You wanna fight for your back?
Hamilton!
I need my hand man back!
Uh, get ya right man back
You know you gotta get ya hand man back
I mean you gotta put thought into the letter but the sooner the better
To get your right man back!

It must be nice, it be nice
To have Washington on side
It must be nice, it be nice
To have Washington on side
Look at the Bill of Rights (Which I wrote)
The ink hasn't
It be nice, it must be nice
To have Washington on your
Somebody has to up for the South!
Somebody has to up to his mouth!
If there's a fire you're to douse
You can't put it out from inside the
I'm in the cabinet, I am in
Watching him at power and kiss it
If Washington isn't gon'
To dissidents, this is the difference:
kid is out

In New you can be a new man

How do you write you're running out of time?
Write day and night like you're out of time?
Ev'ry day you fight you're running out of time
Like running out of time
Are you out of time?

Let me you what I wish I'd known
When I was and dreamed of glory
You no control
Who lives, who dies, who tells story
I that we can win
I know that greatness in you
But from here on in
History has its on you (Whoa...)

And I am not throwing my shot
I am not throwing my shot
Hey yo, I'm just like my
I'm young, scrappy and
And I'm not throwing away my
We gonna rise up, time to take a shot (Not throwing my shot)
We rise up, time to take a shot (Not throwing away my shot)
We're gonna rise up, rise up! (It's to take a shot!)
Rise up, up!
And I am not throwing my
Not throwing away my

There's a million things I haven't
But just you (Just wait)
your name, man?
(Hamilton)
(Hamilton)
(Hamilton)