The Princesses Of France And The Revolution

Talk of Revolution (1830)

Julius: I am not throwing away my shot! I am not throwing away my shot! Hey yo, I'm just like my country. I'm young, scrappy, and hungry. And I'm not throwing away my shot! I'm 'a get a scholarship to King's College. I probably shouldn't brag, but dag, I amaze and astonish. The problem is I got a lot of brains but no polish. I gotta holler just to be heard. With every word, I drop knowledge! I'm a diamond in the rough, a shiny piece of coal. Tryin' to reach my goal. My power of speech: unimpeachable. Only nineteen but my mind is older. These France streets get colder, I shoulder. Every burden, every disadvantage. I have learned to manage, I don't have a gun to brandish. I walk these streets famished.

Joly: Ooh! Julius: The plan is to fan this spark into a flame. But damn, it's getting dark, so let me spell out the name. I am the. Julius/Courfeyrac/Combeferre/Joly: J-U-L-I-U-S—we are meant to be... Julius: A colony that runs independently. Meanwhile, Britain keeps shittin' on us endlessly. Essentially, they tax us relentlessly. Then King Chase turns around, runs a spending spree. He ain't ever gonna set his descendants free. So there will be a revolution in this century. Enter me! Courfeyrac/Combeferre/Joly: (He says in parentheses). Julius: Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me. I will lay down my life if it sets us free. Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy. Julius (Joly): And I am not throwing away. My shot (My shot). I am not throwing away. My shot (My shot). Hey yo, I'm just like my country. I'm young, scrappy, and hungry. And I'm not throwing away my shot (And I'm not throwing away my shot).

Julius/Joly/Courfeyrac/Combeferre: I am not throwing away my shot. I am not throwing away my shot. Hey yo, I'm just like my country. I'm young, scrappy, and hungry. And I'm not throwing away my shot. It's time to take a shot! Courfeyrac: I dream of life without a monarchy. The unrest in France will lead to 'onarchy?' Onarchy? How you say, how you say, oh, 'Anarchy'! When I fight, I make the other side panicky. With my. Julius/Joly/Courfeyrac/Combeferre: Shot!

Combeferre: Yo, I'm a tailor's apprentice. And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis. I'm joining the rebellion 'cause I know it's my chance. To socially advance, instead of sewin' some pants! I'm gonna take a. Julius/Joly/Courfeyrac/Combeferre: Shot! Joly: And but we'll never be truly free. Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me. (That's right!). You and I. Do or die. Wait 'til I sally in. On a stallion with the first black battalion. Have another. Julius/Joly/Courfeyrac/Combeferre: Shot! Grantaire: Geniuses, lower your voices. You keep out of trouble and you double your choices. I'm with you, but the situation is fraught. You've got to be carefully taught: If you talk, you're gonna get shot! Julius: Grantaire, check what we got. Mister Courfeyrac, hard rock like Lancelot. I think your pants look hot. Joly, I like you a lot. Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle callin' the pot...What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot? Poppin' a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not. A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolitionists? Give me a position, show me where the ammunition is! Oh, am I talkin' too loud? Sometimes I get over-excited, shoot off at the mouth. I never had a group of friends before. I promise that I'll make y'all proud.

Joly: Let's get this guy in front of a crowd. Julius/Joly/Courfeyrac/Combeferre/Students: I am not throwing away my shot. I am not throwing away my shot. Hey yo, I'm just like my country. I'm young, scrappy, and hungry. And I'm not throwing away my shot. I am not throwing away my shot. I am not throwing away my shot. Hey yo, I'm just like my country. I'm young, scrappy, and hungry. And I'm not throwing away my shot. Joly (Julius/Courfeyrac/Combeferre): Everybody sing: Whoa, whoa, whoa (Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!). Hey! Whoa! (Whoa!). Wooh! Whoa! (Whoa!). Ay, let 'em hear ya! (Yeah!). Let's go! Joly (Students): (Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!) I said shout it to the rooftops! (Whoa!). Said, to the rooftops! (Whoa!). Come on! (Yeah!). Come on, let's go! Joly: Rise up! When you're living on your knees, you rise up. Tell your brother that he's gotta rise up. Tell your sister that she's gotta rise up.

Joly and Students: When are these colonies gonna rise up? When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa!). When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa!). When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa!). Rise up! Julius: I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory. When's it gonna get me? In my sleep? Seven feet ahead of me? If I see it comin', do I run or do I let it be? Is it like a beat without a melody? See, I never thought I'd live past twenty. Where I come from some get half as many. Ask anybody why we livin' fast and we laugh, reach for a flask. We have to make this moment last, that's plenty. Scratch that. This is not a moment, it's the movement. Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went. Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand. We roll like Moses, claimin' our promised land. And? If we win our independence? Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants? Or will the blood we shed begin an endless? Cycle of vengeance and death with no defendants? I know the action in the street is excitin'. But Jesus, between all the bleedin' 'n fightin'. I've been readin' 'n writin'. We need to handle our financial situation. Are we a nation of states? What's the state of our nation? I'm past patiently waitin'. I'm passionately. Smashin' every expectation. Every action's an act of creation! I'm laughin' in the face of casualties and sorrow. For the first time, I'm thinkin' past tomorrow.

Julius and Students: And I am not throwing away my shot. I am not throwing away my shot. Hey yo, I'm just like my country. I'm young, scrappy, and hungry. And I'm not throwing away my shot. Julius/Joly/Courfeyrac/Combeferre (Students): We're gonna rise up! (Not throwing away my shot) Time to take a shot! We're gonna rise up! (Not throwing away my shot) Time to take a shot! We're gonna (Rise up! Rise up!). It's time to take a shot! (Rise up! Rise up!). It's time to take a shot! (Rise up!). (Rise up!) (Woooah!). It's time to take a shot! (Rise up!). Take a shot! Shot! Shot! A-yo it's time to take a shot! Time to take a shot! And I am not throwing away my. Students: Not throwing away my shot!

Julius and the Students talked about the revolution and how they were going to do it. It wasn't until 1832 when they were about to get the revolution started.