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Lin Manuel Miranda – The Schuyler Sisters lyrics
There’s nothing rich folks love more
Than going downtown and slummin’ it with the poor
They pull up in their carriages and gawk at the students in the common
Just to watch them talk take Philip Schuyler the man is loaded
Uh oh, but little does he know that His daughters, Peggy, Angelica, Eliza
Sneak into the city just to watch all the guys at work, work
Angelica
Work, work
Eliza and Peggy (work, work) the Schuyler sisters
Angelica, Peggy, Eliza (work)
Daddy said to be home by sundown
Daddy doesn’t need to know
Daddy said not to go downtown
Like I said, you’re free to go
But look around, look around, the revolution’s happening in New York New York
Angelica work
It’s bad enough daddy wants to go to war
People shouting in the square
It’s bad enough there’ll be violence on our shore
New ideas in the air
Look around, look around
Angelica, remind me what we’re looking for
She’s lookin' for me
Eliza, I’m lookin’ for a mind at work, work, work
I’m lookin’ for a mind at work, work, work
I’m lookin’ for a mind at work, work, work
Whoa, whoa work
Wooh there’s nothin’ like summer in the city
Someone in a rush next to someone lookin’ pretty
Excuse me, miss, I know it’s not funny
But your perfume smells like your daddy’s got money
Why you slummin’ in the city in your fancy heels
You searchin' for an urchin who can give you ideals?
Burr, you disgust me
Ah, so you’ve discussed me
I’m a trust fund, baby, you can trust me
I’ve been reading common sense by Thomas Paine
So men say that I’m intense or I’m insane
You want a revolution? I want a revelation
So listen to my declaration
We hold these truths to be self-evident
That all men are created equal
And when I meet Thomas Jefferson (unh)
I’m ‘a compel him to include women in the sequel (work)
Look around, look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now
Look around, 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 world
In the greatest city in the world
'Cause I’ve been reading common sense by Thomas Paine
So men say that I’m intense or I’m insane
You want a revolution I want a revelation
So listen to my declaration
We hold these truths to be self evident that all men are created equal
Look around, 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 world
In the greatest city in the world
Work, work Angelica
(Work, work) Eliza and Peggy (work, work) the Schuyler sisters
(Work, work) we’re looking for a mind at work, work
Hey (work, work) hey (work, work) whoa (work, work)
In the greatest, in the greatest city in the world
In the greatest city in the world
Than going downtown and slummin’ it with the poor
They pull up in their carriages and gawk at the students in the common
Just to watch them talk take Philip Schuyler the man is loaded
Uh oh, but little does he know that His daughters, Peggy, Angelica, Eliza
Sneak into the city just to watch all the guys at work, work
Angelica
Work, work
Eliza and Peggy (work, work) the Schuyler sisters
Angelica, Peggy, Eliza (work)
Daddy said to be home by sundown
Daddy doesn’t need to know
Daddy said not to go downtown
Like I said, you’re free to go
But look around, look around, the revolution’s happening in New York New York
Angelica work
It’s bad enough daddy wants to go to war
People shouting in the square
It’s bad enough there’ll be violence on our shore
New ideas in the air
Look around, look around
Angelica, remind me what we’re looking for
She’s lookin' for me
Eliza, I’m lookin’ for a mind at work, work, work
I’m lookin’ for a mind at work, work, work
I’m lookin’ for a mind at work, work, work
Whoa, whoa work
Wooh there’s nothin’ like summer in the city
Someone in a rush next to someone lookin’ pretty
Excuse me, miss, I know it’s not funny
But your perfume smells like your daddy’s got money
Why you slummin’ in the city in your fancy heels
You searchin' for an urchin who can give you ideals?
Burr, you disgust me
Ah, so you’ve discussed me
I’m a trust fund, baby, you can trust me
I’ve been reading common sense by Thomas Paine
So men say that I’m intense or I’m insane
You want a revolution? I want a revelation
So listen to my declaration
We hold these truths to be self-evident
That all men are created equal
And when I meet Thomas Jefferson (unh)
I’m ‘a compel him to include women in the sequel (work)
Look around, look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now
Look around, 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 world
In the greatest city in the world
'Cause I’ve been reading common sense by Thomas Paine
So men say that I’m intense or I’m insane
You want a revolution I want a revelation
So listen to my declaration
We hold these truths to be self evident that all men are created equal
Look around, 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 world
In the greatest city in the world
Work, work Angelica
(Work, work) Eliza and Peggy (work, work) the Schuyler sisters
(Work, work) we’re looking for a mind at work, work
Hey (work, work) hey (work, work) whoa (work, work)
In the greatest, in the greatest city in the world
In the greatest city in the world
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