[Ben Franklin]
Electricity
Yeah, you can all thank me
Took some lightning, a kite, and a fat brass key
And they're putting up streetlights in gay Paris
You're welcome from my young nation

I'm the only American the French wanna see
They call me a genius, I can't disagree
They have guns, they have funds
They can set us free
Invest in my reputation

And do you know who the fuck I am?
Yeah, do you know who the fuck I am?
Do you know who the fuck I am?
I am Poor-Richard's-Almanack-writing Benjamin fucking Franklin

I said, "Early to bed, bitches, early to rise
May make a man healthy, wealthy, and wise"
But soldiers are fighting for freedom
And they have no supplies
So diplomacy happens at night

John Adams debates at the gates of Versailles
How he whines and parades, sent away to reply
'Cause I stay up late with a succulent breast or a thigh
Alright, diplomacy happens at night

And do you know who the fuck I am? (Who the fuck I am)
Yeah, do you know who the fuck I am?
Do you know who the fuck I am? (Who the fuck I am)
I am seventy-six-and-I'll-still-kick-your-ass fucking Franklin

The one pain that lingers, the hitch in my stride
Is my son back at home who I could not guide
Who sits all alone in a prison cell on the wrong side
Who stands against our young nation

So I play my ambassador part with pride
I am known in the world, and the world is wide
To my children, my sins may be magnified
But I'd do it all again, no hesitation

And do you know who the fuck I am? (Who the fuck I am)
Yeah, do you know who the fuck I am?
Do you know who the fuck I am? (Who the fuck I am)
I am Poor-Richard's-Almanack-writing Benjamin fucking Franklin

(Do you know who the fuck I am?)
Who the fuck I am
(Do you know who the fuck I am?)
Who the fuck I am
(Do you know who the fuck I am?)
I am Poor-Richard's-Almanack-writing
Polymath, bifocal-wearing
Hardened-glass-harmonica-playing
Benjamin fucking Franklin