right hand man off broadway
Now I can write a revolutionary screed until my fingers bleed
But action’s gonna bring us what we need
Yes indeed
Tonight we plant a revolutionary seed
And watch it twist and weave and grow
Until we choke out every weed
Yes indeed
Let’s grab those cannons with our legendary speed
Keep in step with me, the leader of this gang, are we agreed?
Yes indeed
Stick with me
Yes indeed
Til we’re free
Yes indeed
Say goodbye to the life you used to lead
Here comes the General!
Ladies and gentlemen!
Here comes the General!
The moment you’ve been waiting for!
Here comes the General!
The pride of Mount Vernon!
Here comes the General!
George Washington!
We are outgunned
What
Outmanned
What
Outnumbered, outplanned
Buck buck buck buck buck
We gotta make an all out stand
Hey yo, I’m gonna need a right hand man
Buck buck buck buck buck
Can I be real a second? For just a millisecond?
Let down my guard and tell the people how I feel second?
Now I’m the model of the modern major general
The venerated Virginian veteran whose men are all
Lining up, to put me up on a pedestal
Writin’ letters to relatives
Embellishin’ my elegance and eloquence
But the elephant is in the room
The truth is in ya face when ya hear the British cannons go…
Boom!
Any hope of success is fleeting
How can I keep leading when the people I’m leading keep retreating?
We put a stop to the bleeding as the British take Brooklyn
Knight takes rook, but look
We are outgunned
What
Outmanned
What
Outnumbered, outplanned
Buck buck buck buck buck
We gotta make an all out stand
Hey yo, I’m gonna need a right hand man
British Admiral Howe’s got troops on the water
Thirty-two thousand troops in New York harbor
Thirty-two thousand troops in New York harbor
When they surround our troops!
They surround our troops!
When they surround our troops!
 
Thirty-two thousand troops in New York harbor
They surround our troops!
They surround our troops!
 
They gonna slaughter us? No
We’ll be the regiment that gets it in and spreads them thin
What
The unpredictable rebels who gave their heads a spin
What
Who says I can’t lead?
What
Who says I can’t inspire?
What
Let’s bring our cannons back, we’re facing heavy cannon fire
The British fleet advances, morale slips
Taking chances, ma-a-a-n I ain’t scared of ships
Spread the word, when the commander says retreat
I’m the last man standing in the street
Blast the heat
Boom!
Goes the cannon, watch the blood and the shit spray
Boom!
Goes the cannon, we’re abandoning Kips Bay
Boom!
There’s another ship and…
Boom!
We just lost the southern tip and…
Boom!
We gotta run to Harlem quick, we can’t afford another slip
Guns and horses giddyup
I decide to divvy up
My forces, they’re skittish as the British cut the city up
This close to giving up, facing mad scrutiny
I scream in the face of this mass mutiny:
Are these the men with which I am to defend America?
We ride at midnight, Manhattan in the distance
I cannot be everywhere at once, people
I’m in dire need of assistance…
Your excellency, sir!
Who are you?
Aaron Burr, Sir?
Permission to state my case?
As you were
Sir
I was a captain under General Montgomery
Until he caught a bullet in the neck in Quebec
And well, in summary
I think that I could be of some assistance
I admire how you keep firing on the British
From a distance
Huh
I have some questions, a couple of suggestions on how to fight instead of fleeing west
Yes?
Well—
Your excellency, you wanted to see me?
Hamilton, come in, have you met Burr?
Yes, sir
We keep meeting
Well, sir, I look forward to seeing your strategy play out
Burr?
Sir?
Close the door on your way out
Have I done something wrong, sir?
On the contrary
I called you here because our odds are beyond scary
Your reputation precedes you, but I have to laugh
Sir?
Hamilton, how come no one can get you on their staff?
Sir!
Don’t get me wrong, you’re a young man, of great renown
Yes, we fought together in Trenton, I helped you take the town
Nathaniel Greene and Henry Knox wanted to hire you
I came to be a soldier, not a secretary
Why’re you upset?
I’m not—
It’s alright, you want to fight, you’ve got a hunger
I was just like you when I was younger
Head full of fantasies of dyin’ like a martyr?
Yes
Dying is easy, young man. Living is harder
Why are you telling me this?
I’m being honest
I’m working with a third of what our Congress has promised
We are a powder keg about to explode
I need someone like you to lighten the load. So?
I am not throwin’ away my shot!
I am not throwin’ away my shot!
Ayo, I’m just like my country, I’m young
Scrappy and hungry!
I am not throwing away my shot!