The Farmer Refuted

Hear ye, hear ye! My name is Samuel Seabury
And I present to you “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
Heed not the rabble
Sound of screams but the
Who scream
Revolution is comin'
Revolution, they
The have-nots are gonna
Have not your
Win this
Interests
It's hard to listen to you with a
At heart
straight face
Chaos and bloodshed already
Chaos and bloodshed are
haunt us, honestly you shouldn't
Not a
even talk. And what about
Solution. Don't
Boston? Look at the cost, n' all
Let them lead you
that we've lost n' you talk
Astray
About Congress?!
This Congress does not
Speak for me
My dog speaks more eloquently
than thee!
They're playing a
dangerous game
But strangely, your mange is the
same!
I pray the king shows you his
mercy
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!
A message from the King!
A message from the King!
A message from the King!