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Valley Forge, 1778
Paine:

"These are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands by it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph."

I am seeing the best of my generation
Waste away in and starvation
Is this all a test or we met our doom?
Have we set a camp of parameters for our

I have never His Excellency so despondent
So I've taken over writing all his
I have written and received dishonest responses
I am beyond of their nonsense

They say, saddle up! Attack the forces!
I shoot back, we resorted to eating our horses
Local deny us equipment, assistance
They only take money, so sing a song of sixpence

Sixty full of dysentery, death
breaths and dilettantes and deserters in the distance
Congress, I beg of you, justify existence
Are you men or just a bunch of infants?
Unite these states, give them in our resistance
Do you no influence at all, you fucking skinflints?

Hamilton, tone it

But sir!

Alex, listen. only one way for us to win this
outrage, outright
Don't engage, by night
Remain relentless 'til their troops flight
it impossible to justify the cost of the fight

(outrun)
(outlast)
Hit 'em quick, get out (uh-huh)
Stay alive 'til this horror is past
We're gonna fly a lot of half-mast
(Yeah)