The Hamilton Polka Lyrics - Weird Al Yankovic

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 

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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— 

Photos 

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! 

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 out stand 

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