#Hamilton ReWrite: FRev Edition
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vesseloftherevolution · 1 year ago
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On @keepthyfaithandthylight’s post on Farmer Refuted being Camille arguing with someone, myself and @idefilarate have been on and off rewriting songs from Hamilton to be about FRev, and thought I should post them here.
So! We haven’t been doing this in any order, and occasionally had to cut bits as they didn’t fit with the narrative, but it should still sound excellent. I’ll be posting these with the tag #Hamilton ReWrite: FRev Edition.
We start with a very Camille song - Nonstop!
Camille: After Aux Armes I went back to North Bank
Maxime: A-after all that I went back to North Bank
I finished up my studies and I practiced law
Camille: I began to write, Maxime worked next door
Maxime: Even though we started at the very same time
Camille Desmoulins began to climb
How to account for his rise to the top?
Man, the man is non-stop
Camille: Gentlemen of the jury, I'm curious, bear with me
Are you aware that we're making hist'ry?
This is the first murder trial of our brand-new nation
The liberty behind deliberation
I intend to prove beyond a shadow of a doubt
With my assistant counsel
Maxime: Co-counsel
Camille, sit down!
Our client is innocent
Call your first witness
That's all you had to say
Camille: Okay
One more thing–
Maxime: Why do you assume you're the smartest in the room?
Why do you assume you're the smartest in the room?
Why do you assume you're the smartest in the room?
Soon that attitude may be your doom!
Why do you write like you're running out of time?
Write day and night like you're running out of time?
Every day you fight, like you're running out of time
Keep on fighting, in the meantime-
Camille: Corruption's such an old song that we can sing
Along in harmony and nowhere is it stronger
Than in St Germaine
This country's economy's increasingly stalling and
Honestly that's why he's just public service seems
To be calling me
I practiced the law, I practically perfected it
I've seen injustice in the world and I've corrected it
Now for a strong central democracy
If not, then I'll be Socrates
Throwing verbal rocks at these mediocrities
Maxime: Camille, at the National Convention
Camille: I was chosen for the National Convention!
Maxime: There as a Cordeliers junior delegate
Camille: Now what I'm going to say may sound indelicate
Maxime: Goes and proposes his own form of government (What?)
His own plan for a new form of government (What?)
Talks for six hours, the convention is listless
Lafayette: Bright young man
Brissot: Yo, who the eff is this?
Maxime and Danton: Why do you always say what you believe?
Why do you always say what you believe?
Every proclamation guarantees
Free ammunition for your enemies (Awww!)
Why do you write like it's going out of style? (Hey)
Write day and night like it's going out of style? (Hey)
Every day you fight like it's going out of style
Do what you do
Maxime: Camille?
Camille: Maximilian, sir
Maxime: Well, it's the middle of the night
Camille: Can we confer, sir?
Maxime: Is this a legal matter?
Camille: Yes, and it's important to me
Maxime: What do you need?
Camille: Maxime, you're a better lawyer than me
Maxime: Okay
Camille: I know I talk too much, I'm abrasive
You're incredible in court
You're succinct, persuasive
My client needs a strong defense
You're the solution
Maxime: Who's your client?
Camille: The new Old Cordelier?
Maxime: No
Camille: Hear me out
Maxime: No way!
Camille: A series of essays, anonymously published
Defending the document to the public
Maxime: No one will read it
Camille: I disagree
Maxime: And if it fails?
Camille: Maxime, that's why we need it
Maxime: The meaning's a mess
Camille: So it needs amendments
Maxime: It's full of contradictions
Camille: So is independence
We have to start somewhere
Maxime. No, no way
Camille: You're making a mistake
Maxime: Good night
Camille: Hey
What are you waiting for?
What do you stall for? (What?)
We won the war
What was it all for?
Do you support this pamphlet?
Maxime: Of course
Camille: Then defend it
Maxime: And what if you're backing the wrong horse?
Camille: Maxime, we studied and we fought and we killed
For the notion of a nation we now get to build
For once in your life, take a stand with pride
I don't understand how you stand to the side
Maxime: I'll keep all my plans close to my chest
(Wait for it, wait for it, wait)
I'll wait here and see which way the wind will blow
I'm taking my time, watching the afterbirth of a nation
Watching the tension grow
Lucile: Look at where you are
Look at where you started
The fact that you're alive is a miracle
Just stay alive, that would be enough
And if your wife could share a fraction of your time
If I could grant you peace of mind
Would that be enough?
Maxime: Camille joins forces with George’s Danton
And Fabre D’Eglantine to write a series of essays
Defending the new Convention
Entitled Le Vieux Cordelier
The plan was to write a total of 25 essays
The work divided evenly among the three men
In the end, they wrote 85 essays
In the span of six months
Fabre got sick after writing five
Georges Danton wrote 29
Camille wrote the other 51
How do you write like you're running out of time? (Running out of time?)
Write day and night like you're running out of time? (Running out of time?)
Every day you fight, like you're running out of time
Like you're running out of time
Are you running out of time? Awwww!
How do you write like tomorrow won't arrive?
How do you write like you need it to survive?
How do you write every second you're alive?
Every second you're alive? Every second you're alive?
Danton: They're asking me to lead
I am doing the best I can
To get the people that I need
I'm asking you to be my right-hand man (Secretary or Accountant?)
I know it's a lot to ask (Secretary or Accountant?)
To leave behind the world you know
Camille: Sir, do you want me to be your Secretary or your accountant?
Danton: Secretary
Camille: Let's go!
Lucile: Camille
Camille: I have to leave
Lucile: Camille–
Camille: Look around, look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now
Lucile: Helpless
All: They are asking me to lead
Look around, isn't this enough?
He never will be satisfied (What would be enough)
He will never be satisfied (To be satisfied)
Satisfied, satisfied
History has its eyes on you (Look around)
Why do you assume you're the smartest in the room?
Why do you assume you're the smartest in the room? (Non-stop)
Why do you assume you're the smartest in the room? (Non-stop)
Why do you assume you're the smartest in the room? (History has its eyes)
Why do you fight like you're running out of time? (Non-stop)
Why do you fight like
History has its eyes on you
Camille: I am not throwin' away my shot (Just you wait)
I am not throwin' away my shot (Just you wait)
I am Camille Desmoulins
Desmoulins, just you wait
I am not throwin' away my shot
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vesseloftherevolution · 1 year ago
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I apologise for the delay (I have been rather caught up in work), but here we are with another Hamilton FRev rewrite!
Here is Washington on Your Side! Taking a break from Camille being dramatic, we are moving to the equally dramatic people who want to kill him
Brissot: It must be nice, it must be nice
To have Robespierre on your side
It must be nice, it must be nice
To have Robespierre on your side
Every action has an equal opposite reaction
Thanks to Desmoulins, the convention has fractured into factions
Try not to crack under the stress, we're breaking down like fractions
We smack each other in the press, and we don't print retractions
SJ: I get no satisfaction witnessing his fits of passion
The way he primps and preens and dresses like the pits of fashion
Our poorest citizens, our farmers, live ration to ration
As aristocrats rob 'em blind in search of chips to cash in
This prick is asking for someone to bring him to task
Somebody give me some dirt on his vacuous mask
So we can, at last, unmask him
I'll pull the trigger on him, someone load the gun and cock it
While we were all watching, he got Robespierre in his pocket
Brissot: Look back at the Bill of Rights (Which I wrote!)
The ink hasn't dried
It must be nice, it must be nice
To have Robespierre on your side
If we don't stop it, we aid and abet it
I have to resign
Somebody has to stand up for the provinces
Well, somebody has to stand up to his mouth
If there's a fire you're trying to douse
You can't put it out from inside the house
SJ: Oh! This ganymede isn't somebody we chose
Oh! This journalist keeping us all on our toes
Oh! Let's show these cordeliers what they're up against
Oh! Parisien motherfucking Montagnard-Republicans
We won't be invisible
We won't be denied
Still, it must be nice, it must be nice
To have Robspierre on your side
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vesseloftherevolution · 1 year ago
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The saga continues! Today, poor Camille is under a lot of stress. It’s the Reynolds Pamphlet!
Full company (Parisian coffee house):
“Le Vieux Cordelier
Have you read this?
Camille Desmoulins attacked the CSP
And half of Paris seems to agree
SJ/ Billaud Varennes/Collot Highlights!
"The charge against me is in connection with one Fabre d’Eglantine
For purposes of improper speculation
My real crime is a too apt quotation from Tacitus
Originally written with Robespierre’s consent. “
Lindet: Damn!
SJ/ Billaud Varennes/Collot : "I had frequent meetings with him
Most of them at my own house"
Damn!
"Saint Just, with his jealousy, being absent
On a visit to the frontier"
No
Boo!
Have you read this sh-?
Well, he's clearly going to be guillotined now
Well, he's clearly going to be guillotined now
Well, he's clearly going to be guillotined now
Well, he's clearly going to be guillotined now
Well, he's clearly going to be guillotined now
Well, he's clearly going to be guillotined now
That's one less thing to worry about
That's one less thing to worry about
Annette: I came as soon as I heard (what?)
Camille: Annette , thank God
Someone who understands what I'm
Struggling here to do
Annette: I'm not here for you (ooh!)
I know my daughter like I know my own mind
You will never find anyone as trusting or as kind
I love my daughter more than anything in this life
I will choose her happiness over mine every time
Put what we had aside, I'm standing at her side
You could never be satisfied, God, I hope you're satisfied
SJ/ Billaud Varennes/Collot: Well, he's clearly going to be guillotined now etc
Ensemble: Le Vieux Cordelier
Have you read this?
You ever see somebody ruin their own life?
His poor wife…”
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