L Y R I C S How does Hamilton An arrogant, immigrant, orphan, bast**d, wh**e's son Somehow endorse Thomas Jefferson, his enemy A man he's despised since the beginning Just to keep me from winning I wanna be in the room where it happens The room where it happens The room where it happens You've kept me from the room where it happens For the last time Dear Alexander I am slow to anger but I toe the line As I reckon with the effects of your life on mine I look back on where I failed And in every place I checked The only common thread has been your disrespect Now you call me immoral, a dangerous disgrace If you got something to say, name a time and place, face to face I have the honor to be your obedient servant A dot Burr Mr. Vice President I am not the reason no one trusts you No one knows what you believe I will not equivocate on my opinion I have always worn it on my sleeve Even if I said what you think I said You would need to cite a more specific grievance Here's an itemized list of thirty years of disagreements Sweet Jesus Hey, I have not been shy I am just a guy in the public eye Tryin' a do my best for our republic I don't wanna fight But I won't apologize for doing what's right I have the honor to be your obedient servant A dot Ham Careful how you proceed, good man Intemperate indeed, good man Answer for the accusations I lay at your feet Or prepare to bleed, good man Burr, your grievance is legitimate I stand by what I said, every bit of it You stand only for yourself, it's what you do I can't apologize because it's true Then stand Alexander Weehawken, dawn Guns, drawn You're on I have the honor to be your obedient servant A dot Ham A dot Burr
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