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The issue on the table:
France is on the verge of war with England.
Now do provide aid and troops to our French allies?
Or do we stay out of it?
Remember, my decision on this matter
is not subject to congressional approval.
The only person you have to convince is me.
Secretary Jefferson, you have the floor sir.
When we were on death's door when we were needy
We made a promise, we signed a treaty.
We needed money and guns and half a chance,
Uhh who provided those funds? (France)
In return they didn't ask for land,
Only the promise that we'd lend a hand
And stand with them if they fought against oppressors
and revolution is messy but now is the time to stand.
Stand with our brothers as they fight against tyranny.
I know that Alexander Hamilton is here
And he would rather not have this debate.
I remind you that he is not Secretary of State!
He knows nothing of loyalty. (nothing)
Smells like new money
Dresses like fake royalty.
Desperate to rise above his station.
Everything he does betrays the ideals our nation.
Hey, and if you don't know now you know Mr. President.
Thank you Secretary Jefferson
Secretary Hamilton your response.
You must be out of your GODDAMNED mind
if you think
the president is gonna bring the nation to the brink
Of meddling in the middle of a military mess
A game of chess
Where France is queen and king-less
We've signed a treaty with a king
Who's head is now in a basket
Would you like to take it out and ask it?
'Oh should we honor our treaty King Louis head?'
Uh do whatever you want, I'm super dead!
Enough! Enough!
Hamilton is right (Mr. President)
We're too fragile to start another fight
(But sir do we not fight for freedom)
Sure, when the French figure out who's gonna lead 'em.
(The people are leading!)
The people are rioting, there's a difference
Frankly it's a little disquieting
You would let your ideals blind you to reality
Hamilton? (Sir) Draft the statement of neutrality.
Did you forget Lafayette? (What?)
Have you an ounce of regret?
You accumulate debt, you accumulate power
Yet in their hour of need you forget.
Lafayette's a smart man he'll be fine,
And before he was your friend he was mine.
If we try to fight in every revolution in the world
We never stop, where do we draw the line?
So quick witted
Alas, I admit it
I bet you were quite a lawyer
My defendants got aquitted
Yeah, well someone oughtta remind you (What?)
You're nothing without Washington behind you.
(Hamilton) Daddy's calling