Lin-Manuel Miranda - Satisfied (Demo) lyrics

A toast to the groom... To the groom, to the groom, to the groom... To the bride... To the bride, to the bride (bride) From your sister... Angelica, Angelica (Angelica) Who is always by your side (by your side) To your union (the union) To the revolution! And the hope that you provide... (you provide, you provide) May you always (always) Be satisfied... Rewind Yo, I remember that night, I just might Regret that night for the rest of my days I remember those soldier boys Tripping over themselves to win our praise I remember that dreamlike candlelight Like a dream that you can't quite place But Alexander, I'll never forget the first Time I saw your face I ain't never been the same Intelligent eyes in a hunger-pang frame And when you said “Hi,” I forgot my dang name Set my heart aflame, ev'ry part aflame This is not a game… You strike me as a woman who has never been satisfied I'm sure I don't know what you mean. You forget yourself You're like me. I'm never satisfied Is that right? I have never been satisfied My name is Angelica Schuyler Alexander Hamilton Where's your fam'ly from? Unimportant. There's a million things I haven't done Just you wait, just you wait… So so so— So this is what it feels like to match wits With someone at your level! What the hell is the catch? It's The feeling of freedom, of seein' the light It's Ben Franklin with a key and a kite! You see it, right? The conversation lasted two minutes, maybe three minutes Ev'rything we say in total agreement, it's A dream and it's a bit of a dance A bit of a posture, it's a bit of a stance. He's a Bit of a flirt, but I'm ‘a give him a chance I asked about his fam'ly, did you see his answer? His hands started fidgeting, he looked askance? He's penniless, he's flying by the seat of his pants He's handsome, and boy, does he know it! Peach fuzz, and he can't even grow it! I wanna take him far away from this place Then I turn and see my sister's face and she's like.… Helpless… And I know she is… Helpless… And her eyes are just… Helpless… And I realize Three fundamental truths at the exact same time… Number one! I'm a girl in a world in which My only job is to marry rich My father has no sons so I'm the one Who has to social climb for one So I'm the oldest and the wittiest and the gossip in New York City is insidious And Alexander is penniless Ha! That doesn't I love him any less Number two! I know my sister like I know my own mind You will never find anyone as trusting or as kind If I tell her that I love him she'd be silently resigned I could make him mine She would say, “I'm fine" She'd be lying Number three! He's after me cuz I'm a Schuyler sister That elevates his status, I'd Have to be naïve to set that aside Maybe that is why I introduced him to Eliza Now that's his bride Nice going, Angelica, he was right You will never be satisfied But when I fantasize at night It's Alexander's eyes As I romanticize what might Have been if I hadn't sized Him up so quickly At least my dear Eliza's his wife; At least I keep his eyes in my life… A toast to the groom... To the groom, to the groom, to the groom... To the bride... To the bride, to the bride (bride) From your sister... Angelica, Angelica (Angelica) Who is always by your side (by your side) To your union (the union) To the revolution! And the hope that you provide... (you provide, you provide) May you always (always) Be satisfied... And I know she'll be happy as his bride And I know he will be satisfied He will never be satisfied