Hamilton Polka

"Weird Al" Yankovic

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    How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore and a scotsman
    Dropped in the middle of a forgotten
    Spot in the Caribbean by providence, impoverished, in squalor
    Grow up to be a hero and a scholar?
    The ten-dollar founding father without a father
    Got a lot farther by working a lot harder
    By being a lot smarter, by being a self-starter
    By fourteen, they placed him in charge of the trading charter
    Alexander hamilton
    My name is alexander hamilton
    And there's a million things I haven't done
    But just you wait, just you wait

    Wait for it
    Wait for it
    Wait for it
    Wait for it
    I am the one thing in life I can control
    Wait for it
    Wait for it
    Wait for it
    Wait for it
    I am inimitable
    I am an original
    And if there's a reason I'm still alive
    When so many have died
    Then I'm willin' to—

    I’m willing to
    Work, work!
    Angelica!
    Work, work!
    Eliza!
    And peggy—
    Look around, at how lucky we are to be alive right now!
    History is happening in manhattan and we just happen to be
    In the greatest city
    In the greatest city in the world!

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

    Yeah, you'll blow us all away
    Oceans rise, empires fall
    We have seen each other through it all
    And when push comes to shove
    I will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love!
    Da da da dat da dat da da da da ya da
    Da da dat dat da da ya da!

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    No one else was in
    The room where it happened
    The room where it happened
    The room where it happened
    No one else was in
    The room where it happened

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

    We are outgunned (what?)
    Outmanned (what?)
    Outnumbered
    Outplanned
    We gotta make an all outstand
    Ayo, I'm gonna need a right-hand man

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

    It must be nice, it must be nice
    To have Washington on your side
    It must be nice, it must be nice
    To have Washington on your side
    Look back at the bill of rights (which I wrote!)
    The ink hasn't dried
    It must be nice, it must be nice
    To have Washington on your side—
    Somebody has to stand up for the south!
    Somebody has to stand up to his mouth!
    If there's a fire you're trying to douse
    You can't put it out from inside the house
    I'm in the cabinet, I am complicit in
    Watching him grabbin' at power and kiss it
    If Washington isn't gon' listen
    To disciplined dissidents, this is the difference
    This kid is out
    In New York, you can be a new man

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

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

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

    There's a million things I haven't done
    But just you wait (just wait)
    What's your name, man?
    Alexander (hamilton)
    Alexander (hamilton)
    Alexander (hamilton)
    Alexander (hey!)

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    Composición: Weird Al Yankovic y Lin-Manuel Miranda

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