The Decemberists - Ben franklins song

Elec^Gtricity, yeah you can all thank me Took some li^Cghtning, a kite, and a fat brass k^Amey And they’re ^Bmputting up street lights in gay^C Paris You’re ^Amwelcome from o^Dur young n^Gation ^C

I’m the o^Gnly American the French wanna see They c^Call me a genius, I can’t disag^Amree They have ^Bmguns, they have funds, they can set us^C free In^Amvest in m^Dy reput^Gation

And do you ^Amknow who the fuck I am? Yeah do you ^Cknow who the fuck I am? Do you ^Amknow who the fuck I am? I am ^CPoor-Richard's-Almanack-writing Benjamin fucking Frank^Glin ^C

I said ^Gearly to bed, bitches, early to rise They m^Cake a man healthy, wealthy and w^Amise ^BmSoldiers are fighting for freedom, they have no^C supplies So di^Amplomacy h^Dappens at ni^Gght

John ^GAdams debates at the gates of Versailles Ay, he wh^Cines and berates and awaits a rep^Amly As ^BmI stay up late with a succulent breast or a^C thigh Alright, di^Amplomacy h^Dappens at ni^Gght

And do you ^Amknow who the fuck I am? Yeah do you ^Cknow who the fuck I am? Do you ^Amknow who the fuck I am? C G I am seventy-six-and-I’ll-still-kick-your-ass fucking Franklin

^EmOne pain that lingers, the hitch in my ^Cstride Is my ^Emson back at home who I could not g^Cuide Who ^Bmsits alone in a prison cell on the wrong^C side ^AmStands against o^Dur young na^Gtion ^C

So I ^Gplay my ambassador part with pride I am k^Cnown in the world, and the world is w^Amide To my ^Bmchildren, my sins may be magnified But I’^Cd do it a^Amll again, n^Do hesit^Gation

And do you ^Amknow who the fuck I am? Yeah do you ^Cknow who the fuck I am? Do you ^Amknow who the fuck I am? C (Am) I am Poor-Richard's-Almanack-writing Benjamin fucking Franklin

(Do you ^Amknow who the fuck I am?) who the fuck I am? (Do you ^Cknow who the fuck I am?) who the fuck I am? (Do you ^Amknow who the fuck I am?) I am ^CPoor-Richard's-Almanack-writing, ^Ampolymath, bifocal-wearing ^EmHarp and glass harmonica-playing ^BbBenjamin fucking Frank^Glin