Valley Forge - Demo

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 The Hamilton Mixtape
 The Hamilton Mixtape...
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 Valley Forge, winter 1778
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 Thomas Paine:
 "These are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands by it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph."
 I am seeing the best minds of my generation
 Waste away in pestilence and starvation
 Is this all a test or have we met our doom?
 Have we set a camp of parameters for our tomb?
 I have never seen His Excellency so despondent
 So I've taken over writing all his correspondence
 I have written Congress and received dishonest responses
 I am beyond comprehension of their nonsense
 They say, saddle up! Attack the British forces!
 I shoot back, we have resorted to eating our horses
 Local merchants deny us equipment, assistance
 They only take British money, so sing a song of sixpence
 Sixty tents full of dysentery, death
 Dying breaths and dilettantes and deserters in the distance
 Congress, I beg of you, justify your existence
 Are you men or just a bunch of indigenous infants?
 Unite these states, give them stakes in our resistance
 Do you have no influence at all, you fucking skinflints?
 Hamilton, tone it down
 But sir!
 Alex, listen. There's only one way for us to win this
 Provoke outrage, outright
 Don't engage, strike by night
 Remain relentless 'til their troops take flight
 Make it impossible to justify the cost of the fight
 Outrun (outrun)
 Outlast (outlast)
 Hit 'em quick, get out fast (uh-huh)
 Stay alive 'til this horror show is past
 We're gonna fly a lot of flags half-mast
 (Yeah)