Hear ye, hear ye my name is Samuel Seabury And I present free thoughts on the proceedings of the continental congress Heed not the rabble who scream revolution They have not your interests at heart Oh my God tear this dude apart Chaos and bloodshed are not a solution Don’t let them lead you astray This congress does not speak for me Let him be They’re playing a dangerous game I pray the king shows you his mercy For shame, for shame Yo he’d have you all unravel at the sound of screams but the Revolution is comin’ the have-nots are gonna Win this it’s hard to listen to you with a straight face Chaos and bloodshed already haunt us, honestly you shouldn’t even talk And what about Boston? Look at the cost, n’ all that we’ve lost n’ you talk about congress? This Congress does not speak for me My dog speaks more eloquently than thee You’re playing a dangerous game but strangely, your mange is the same I pray the king shows you his mercy Is he in Jersey? For shame, for the Revolution For shame, for the Revolution Heed, if you repeat yourself again I’m gonna Scream, honestly, look at me, please don’t read Not your interest Don’t modulate the key then not debate with me Why should a tiny island across the sea regulate the price of tea? Alexander, please Burr, I’d rather be divisive than indecisive, drop the niceties Silence amessage from the king A message from the king, a message from the king