1776: But, Mr. Adams
Mr. Adams, I say you should write it
To your legal mind and brilliance we defer
Is that so? Well, if I'm the one to do it
They'll run their quill pens through it
I'm obnoxious and disliked, you know that, sir
Yes, I know
So I say you should write it Franklin, yes you
Hell, no!
Yes, you, Dr. Franklin, you
but, you, but, you, but
Mr. Adams, but, Mr. Adams
The things I write are only light extemporania
I won't put politics on paper; it's a mania
So I refuse to use the pen in Pennsylvania
Pennsylvania, Pennsylvania, refuse to use the pen
Mr. Sherman, I say you should write it
You are never controversial as it were
That is true
Whereas if I'm the one to do it
They'll run their quill pens through it
I'm obnoxious and disliked, you know that, sir
Yes, I do
So I say you should write it, Sherman, yes you
Good heavens, no!
Yes you, Roger Sherman, you
but, you, but, you, but
Mr. Adams, but, Mr. Adams
I cannot write with any style or proper etiquette
I don't know a participle from a predicate
I am just a simple cobbler from Connecticut
Connecticut, Connecticut, a simple cobbler he
Mr. Livingston, maybe you should write it
You have many friends and you're a diplomat
Oh, that word!
Whereas if I'm the one to do it
They'll run their quill pens through it
He's obnoxious and disliked; did you know that?
I hadn't heard
So I say you should write it, Robert, yes you
Not me, Johnny!
Yes you, Robert Livingston, you
but you but you but
Mr. Adams, dear Mr. Adams
I've been presented with a new son by the noble stork
So I am going home to celebrate and pop the cork
With all the Livingstons together back in old New York
New York, New York, Livingston's going to pop a cork
Mr. Adams, leave me alone!
Mr. Jefferson, dear Mr. Jefferson
I'm only 41; I still have my virility
And I can romp through Cupid's Grove with great agility
But life is more than sexual combustibility
Combustibility, combustibility, combustibili...
Mr. Adams, damn you Mr. Adams
You're obnoxious and disliked; that cannot be denied
Once again you stand between me and my lovely bride
Oh, Mr. Adams, you are driving me to homicide!
To your legal mind and brilliance we defer
Is that so? Well, if I'm the one to do it
They'll run their quill pens through it
I'm obnoxious and disliked, you know that, sir
Yes, I know
So I say you should write it Franklin, yes you
Hell, no!
Yes, you, Dr. Franklin, you
but, you, but, you, but
Mr. Adams, but, Mr. Adams
The things I write are only light extemporania
I won't put politics on paper; it's a mania
So I refuse to use the pen in Pennsylvania
Pennsylvania, Pennsylvania, refuse to use the pen
Mr. Sherman, I say you should write it
You are never controversial as it were
That is true
Whereas if I'm the one to do it
They'll run their quill pens through it
I'm obnoxious and disliked, you know that, sir
Yes, I do
So I say you should write it, Sherman, yes you
Good heavens, no!
Yes you, Roger Sherman, you
but, you, but, you, but
Mr. Adams, but, Mr. Adams
I cannot write with any style or proper etiquette
I don't know a participle from a predicate
I am just a simple cobbler from Connecticut
Connecticut, Connecticut, a simple cobbler he
Mr. Livingston, maybe you should write it
You have many friends and you're a diplomat
Oh, that word!
Whereas if I'm the one to do it
They'll run their quill pens through it
He's obnoxious and disliked; did you know that?
I hadn't heard
So I say you should write it, Robert, yes you
Not me, Johnny!
Yes you, Robert Livingston, you
but you but you but
Mr. Adams, dear Mr. Adams
I've been presented with a new son by the noble stork
So I am going home to celebrate and pop the cork
With all the Livingstons together back in old New York
New York, New York, Livingston's going to pop a cork
Mr. Adams, leave me alone!
Mr. Jefferson, dear Mr. Jefferson
I'm only 41; I still have my virility
And I can romp through Cupid's Grove with great agility
But life is more than sexual combustibility
Combustibility, combustibility, combustibili...
Mr. Adams, damn you Mr. Adams
You're obnoxious and disliked; that cannot be denied
Once again you stand between me and my lovely bride
Oh, Mr. Adams, you are driving me to homicide!
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