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the churchill theater – whom i shot lyrics

[wilkinson/narration]
two men, ten paces apart, yeah, that’s a story
i’m sure you’ve heard it by now, one dies in glory
but, the other man survives another thirty+two years
his greatest fears will come and get him
i’m sure you’ve met him

[dayton/narration]
aaron burr, pictured here at fourty+eight, not looking so great
a public enemy of the state, a reprobate
a politician well+past his prime, unwanted by his home
now wanted for his crimes

[jefferson/narration]
he started the day enraged, pacing away in his homestead
hoping to make a man drop stone+dead
had he known then that would be the moment that defined him
he might’ve left the whole thing behind him

[theodosia/narration]
indefensible, morally reprehensible
new jersey and new york necessitated life with no parole
a sentence non+compensable, a festival of hate
a chorus of woes chanting for twenty+four hours straight

[ensemble]
run him out of town! we must see it that he’s dead
no need for a trial, mop the blood up with his head
run him out of town (murderer, criminal!)
let that k!ller pay the price (scoundrel, reprobate!)
strip him of his wares (blackguard lowlife!)
and demean him of his rights (devil incarnate!)
hang him for the life he’s slain
so the life he’s claimed won’t die in vain

[dayton/narration]
burr is forced to retreat to the deep south
the message is out, spread in a day by word of mouth:
“colonel burr k!lled secretary hamilton in duel.”
the vice president is a monster! how could anyone be so cruel?

[jefferson/narration]
folks debated if he regretted doing it
he might have only regretted how he came viewing it
the deed itself was justified; reception was the issue
how he’d wish you’d switch a pitchfork for a tissue

[wilkinson/narration]
such a fool, such a lonely, lowly man
how ironic that he does all that he can to then ultimately leave a tarnished legacy behind
oh, what we’d give to go in your mind (in your mind)

[ensemble]
in your, in your, in your mind!

[burr]
so much crying, what is this? a funeral?
what happened here was no more of a duel than the numerable instances of murder, so it seems that time forgot
but, my friend alexander hamilton, whom i shot
my life means nothing; all that matter is he’s dead
i’m okay, guys, thanks for asking! was it something that i said?
did i end the revolution when i put him down to bed
or did the bullet in his spine stop the ideas in his head?

what’s done is done, but i’m no longer in good grace with governor clinton
n0body f+cks with the clintons, so now i’ve gotta beat it
i’m not safe in new york
i’ve already seen the torches and pitchforks

[ensemble]
give him no remorse (he’s getting away!)
he’s the lowest of the low (we’ll have him hanged!)
tell your children he’s a murderous ingrate!

[dayton/narration]
before we begin, it’s important to establish that every player in this story (sucked b+lls)
our main man is only regarded a black+hearted monster because he made a lot of (bad calls)
he stood aside at every chance of glory that he got

[theodosia/narration]
he threw away every personal lesson he was taught

[wilkinson/narration]
he k!lled the man that got to put his face on all the currency
he cursed our third president and raised the failed insurgency
that’s a part of the story you may not know
aaron burr, at a loss of what to do or where to go
once our number two, now america’s greatest foe
does so much jacked+up sh+t you could create a second show, so!
[ensemble]
run him out of town (burr: this is not the end for me!)
give him no chance to make amends! (burr: i have so much left to do)
chance him further down!
our leading man will be avenged!
(burr: all of you just wait and see, it is time to start anew)
capture him, the spineless cur!
may they curse the name of aaron burr!

[dayton/narration]
the other founding fathers, even with their discontent for burr
could have never expected his attempt to be an emperor

[jefferson/narration]
who could have guessed a murderer with bounties worth a bullion
would go on to become his own american napoleon?

[wilkinson/narration]
he’s on the town periphery now, spot if you can
what’s he got fermenting? what’s his latest evil plan?

[ensemble]
in new york, you’re a wanted man!

[burr]
i’ve got a legacy to mend (in your mind)
sins that need some sinning (in your mind)
no, this is not the end (in your mind)
this is only the beginning! (in your, in your—)

[all but burr]
in the mind of aaron burr!

- the churchill theater lyrics

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