Blow Us All Away Songtext
von Lin‐Manuel Miranda
Blow Us All Away Songtext
Meet the latest graduate of King′s College
I probably shouldn't brag, but dag, I amaze and astonish
The scholars say I got that same virtuosity and brains as my Pop′s
The ladies say my brain's not where the resemblance stops
I'm only nineteen, but my mind is older
Gotta be my own man, like my father, but bolder
I shoulder his legacy with pride
I used to hear him say that someday I would
Blow us all away!
Ladies, I′m looking for a Mr. George Eacker
Made a speech last week, our Fourth of July speaker
He disparaged my father′s legacy in front of a crowd
I can't have that, I′m making my father proud
I saw him just up Broadway a couple of blocks
He was going to see a play
Well, I'll go visit his box
God, you′re a fox!
Hey, y'all look pretty good in your frocks
How ′bout when I get back, we all strip down to our socks?
Okay!
Yeah!
Blow, blow, blow us all away!
George! George!
Shh, I'm tryna watch a show!
You should've watched your mouth
Before you talked about my father though!
I didn′t say anything that wasn′t true
Your father's a scoundrel and so it seems are you
(Ooh!)
It′s like that?
Yeah, I don't fool around
I′m not your little schoolboy friends
I'll see you on the dueling ground!
That is unless you want to step outside and go now
I know where to find you
Piss off, I′m watching the show now
Pops, if you had only heard the shit he said about you
I doubt you woulda let it slide and I was not about to
Slow down
I came to ask you for advice, this is my very first duel
They don't exactly cover this subject in boarding school
Did your friends attempt to negotiate a peace?
He refused to apologize, we had to let the peace talk cease
Where is this happening?
Across the river in Jersey
Everything is legal in New Jersey
All right
So this is what you're gonna do
Stand there like a man until Eacker is in front of you
When the time comes, fire your weapon in the air
This will put an end to the whole affair
But what if he decides to shoot, then I′m a goner
No, he′ll follow suit if he's truly a man of honor
To take someone′s life, that is something you can't shake
Phillip, your mother can′t take another heartbreak
Father—
Promise me
You don't want this young man′s blood on your conscience
Okay, I promise
Come back home when you're done
Take my guns, be smart
Make me proud, son
My name is Phillip
I am a poet
And I'm a little nervous, but I can′t show it
I′m sorry, I'm a Hamilton with pride
You talk about my father, I cannot let it slide!
Mr. Eacker! How was the rest of your show?
I′d rather skip the pleasantries, let's go
Grab your pistol
Confer with your men
The duel will commence after we count to ten
(Count to ten!)
Look him in the eye, aim no higher
Summon all the courage you require
Then slowly and clearly, aim your gun towards the sky!
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven-
I probably shouldn't brag, but dag, I amaze and astonish
The scholars say I got that same virtuosity and brains as my Pop′s
The ladies say my brain's not where the resemblance stops
I'm only nineteen, but my mind is older
Gotta be my own man, like my father, but bolder
I shoulder his legacy with pride
I used to hear him say that someday I would
Blow us all away!
Ladies, I′m looking for a Mr. George Eacker
Made a speech last week, our Fourth of July speaker
He disparaged my father′s legacy in front of a crowd
I can't have that, I′m making my father proud
I saw him just up Broadway a couple of blocks
He was going to see a play
Well, I'll go visit his box
God, you′re a fox!
Hey, y'all look pretty good in your frocks
How ′bout when I get back, we all strip down to our socks?
Okay!
Yeah!
Blow, blow, blow us all away!
George! George!
Shh, I'm tryna watch a show!
You should've watched your mouth
Before you talked about my father though!
I didn′t say anything that wasn′t true
Your father's a scoundrel and so it seems are you
(Ooh!)
It′s like that?
Yeah, I don't fool around
I′m not your little schoolboy friends
I'll see you on the dueling ground!
That is unless you want to step outside and go now
I know where to find you
Piss off, I′m watching the show now
Pops, if you had only heard the shit he said about you
I doubt you woulda let it slide and I was not about to
Slow down
I came to ask you for advice, this is my very first duel
They don't exactly cover this subject in boarding school
Did your friends attempt to negotiate a peace?
He refused to apologize, we had to let the peace talk cease
Where is this happening?
Across the river in Jersey
Everything is legal in New Jersey
All right
So this is what you're gonna do
Stand there like a man until Eacker is in front of you
When the time comes, fire your weapon in the air
This will put an end to the whole affair
But what if he decides to shoot, then I′m a goner
No, he′ll follow suit if he's truly a man of honor
To take someone′s life, that is something you can't shake
Phillip, your mother can′t take another heartbreak
Father—
Promise me
You don't want this young man′s blood on your conscience
Okay, I promise
Come back home when you're done
Take my guns, be smart
Make me proud, son
My name is Phillip
I am a poet
And I'm a little nervous, but I can′t show it
I′m sorry, I'm a Hamilton with pride
You talk about my father, I cannot let it slide!
Mr. Eacker! How was the rest of your show?
I′d rather skip the pleasantries, let's go
Grab your pistol
Confer with your men
The duel will commence after we count to ten
(Count to ten!)
Look him in the eye, aim no higher
Summon all the courage you require
Then slowly and clearly, aim your gun towards the sky!
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven-
Writer(s): Christopher E Martin, Lin-manuel Miranda, Khary Turner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
