One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight I've got my clipboard, text books Lead me to the station Yeah, I'm off to the civil war I've got my kit bag, my heavy boots I'm runnin' in the rain Gonna run till my feet are raw Slip kid, slip kid, second generation And I'm a soldier at thirteen Slip kid, slip kid, realization There's no easy way to be free No easy way to be free It's a hard, hard world I left my doctor's prescription bungalow behind me I left the door ajar I left my vacuum flask Full of hot tea and sugar Left the keys right in my car Slip kid, slip kid, second generation Only half way up the tree Slip kid, slip kid, I'm a relation I'm a soldier at sixty-three No easy way to be free Slip kid, slip kid Keep away old man, you won't fool me You and your history won't rule me You might have been a fighter, but admit you failed I'm not affected by your blackmail You won't blackmail me I've got my clipboard, text books Lead me to the station Yeah, I'm off to the civil war I've got my kit bag, my heavy boots I'm runnin' in the rain Gonna run till my feet are raw Slip kid, slip kid, slip out of trouble Slip over here and set me free Slip kid, slip kid, second generation You're slidin down the hill like me No easy way to be free No easy way to be free No easy way to be free

Can't give you space 'Cause I'm scared you might run away Can't quit the chase 'Cause I fear you might hit the brakes, wait I'm sorry Nothing's makin' sense right now Keep talkin' When I'm nervous I can't slow down I'm sorry The truth is I'm freakin' out 'Cause everything, I love I lose And I don't wanna lose you too Every time I hold on It slips through my hands Every time I come on too strong I feel you pull back I gotta learn, gotta learn to let go Gotta learn, gotta learn Every time I hold on It slips through my hands I slip It slips through my hands Can't get a grip These emotions, they just won't fray Where do I fit In your life, in your everyday, hey I'm sorry Nothing's makin' sense right now Keep talkin' When I'm nervous I can't slow down I'm sorry The truth is I'm freakin' out 'Cause everything, I love I lose And I don't wanna lose you too Every time I hold on It slips through my hands Every time I come on too strong I feel you pull back I gotta learn, gotta learn to let go Gotta learn, gotta learn Every time I hold on It slips through my hands I slip back to old habits Calling you way too much Crazy, my antics Just need you way too much Back to old habits Every time I hold on It slips through my hands Every time I come on too strong I feel you pull back I gotta learn, gotta learn to let go Gotta learn, gotta learn Every time I hold on (hold on) It slips through my hands I slip It slips through my hands I slip It slips through my hands

The video game says "Play me" Face it on a level but it takes you every time on a one on one Feeling running down your spine Nothing gonna save your one last dime cause it owns you Through and through The databank knows my number Says I gotta pay cause I made the grade last year Feel it when I turn the screw Kicks you round the world, there ain't a thing that it can't do Do to you Who made who, who made you? Who made who, ain't nobody told you? Who made who, who made you? If you made them and they made you Who picked up the bill, who? And who made who? Who made who, who turned the screw? Satellites send me picture Get it in the eye, take it to the world (take it to the wire) Spinning like a dynamo Feel it going round and round Running out of chips, you got no line in an 8-bit town So don't look down, no Who made who, who made you? Who made who, ain't nobody told you? Who made who, who made you? If you made them and they made you Who picked up the bill, who? And who made who? Ain't nobody told you, who made who?

Let me tell you what I wish I'd known When I was young and dreamed of glory You have no control Who lives, who dies, who tells your story? President Jefferson I'll give him this, his financial system is a work of genius I couldn't undo it if I tried And I've tried Who lives, who dies, who tells your story? President Madison He took our country from bankruptcy to prosperity I hate to admit it But he doesn't get enough credit for all the credit he gave us Who lives, who dies, who tells your story Every other founding fathers' story gets told Every other founding father gets to grow old And when you're gone, who remembers your name? Who keeps your flame? Who tells your story? Who tells your story? Who tells your story? (Eliza) I put myself back in the narrative (Eliza) I stop wasting time on tears I live another 50 years It's not enough (Eliza) I interview every soldier who fought by your side (She tells our story) I try to make sense of your thousands of pages of writings You really do write like you're running out of time I rely on Angelica While she's alive, we tell your story She is buried in Trinity Church near you When I needed her most, she was right on time And I'm still not through I ask myself, what would you do if you had more time The Lord, in his kindness He gives me what you always wanted He gives me more time I raise funds in D.C. for the Washington Monument (She tells my story) I speak out against slavery You could have done so much more if you only had time And when my time is up, have I done enough? Will they tell your story? Oh, can I show you what I'm proudest of? (The orphanage) I established the first private orphanage in New York City (The orphanage) I help to raise hundreds of children I get to see them growing up (The orphanage) In their eyes I see you, Alexander I see you every time And when my time is up Have I done enough? Will they tell your story? Oh, I can't wait to see you again It's only a matter of time Will they tell your story? (Time) Who lives, who dies, who tells your story? (Time) Will they tell your story? (Time) Who lives, who dies, who tells your story?