Gaston and the Mob – The Mob Song

(Gaston:  The Beast will make off with your children. 
 [bad word] after them in the night. 
Belle: No! 
Gaston: We're not safe 'til his head is mounted on my wall! 
I say we kill the Beast! 
Mob: Kill him!)

Man 1: We're not safe until he's dead.
Man 2: [bad word] stalking us at night, 
Woman: Set to sacrifice our children to his monstrous appetite.
Man 3: He'll wreak havoc on our village if we let him wander free 
Gaston: So it's time to take some action, boys. It's time to follow me! 

Through the mist, through the woods,
Through the darkness and the shadows,
It's a nightmare, but it's one exciting ride.
Say a prayer, then we're there,
At the drawbridge of a castle,
And there's something [bad word] terrible inside…

It's a beast! 
He's got fangs,
Razor sharp ones! 
Massive paws, killer claws for the feast.
Hear him roar! 
See him foam! 
But we're [bad word] home 'til he's dead,
Good and dead! 
Kill the Beast! 

(Belle: No! I won't let you do this! 
Gaston: If you're not with us, you're aganist us. 
Bring the old man!
Maurice: Get your hands off me! 
Gaston: We can't have [bad word] off to warn the creature. 
Belle: Let us out! 
Gaston: We'll rid the village of this Beast. 
Who's with me? 
Mob: I am! I am! I am! 

Mob: Light your torch! 
Mount your horse! 
Gaston: [bad word] your courage to the sticking place! 
Mob: We're counting on Gaston to lead the way! 
Through a mist, through a wood 
Where within a haunted castle 
Something's lurking that you don't see every day! 

It's a beast! 
One as tall as a mountain!
We won't rest 'til he's good and deceased!
Sally forth! 
Tally ho! 
Grab your sword! 
Grab your bow! 
Praise the Lord, and here we go! 
(Gaston: We'll lay siege to the castle and bring back his head!)

(Belle: I have to warn the Beast. Oh, this is all my fault. 
Oh, Papa, what are we going to do? 
Maurice: Now, now, we'll think of something.)

Mob: We don't like 
What we don't understand,
In fact it scares us,
And this monster is mysterious at least.
Bring your guns! 
Bring your knives! 
Save your children and your wives!
We'll save our village and our lives!
We'll kill the Beast! 

(Beast's castle:
Cogsworth: I knew it. I knew it was foolish to get our hopes up. 
Lumiere: Maybe it would have been better if she had [bad word] at all. 
Could it be? 
Mrs. Potts: Is it she? 
Lumiere: Sacre Bleu! Invaders! 
Cogsworth: Encroachers! 
Mrs. Potts: And they have the mirror! 
Cogsworth: Warn the master. 
If it's a fight they want, we'll be ready for them. 
Who's with me? Ahh! 

Gaston: Take whatever booty you can find. 
But remember, the Beast is mine! )

Castleware: Hearts ablaze,
Banners high,
We go marching into battle 
Unafraid, although the danger just increased.

Mob: Raise your flag! 
Sing the song! 
Here [bad word]  we're fifty strong.
And fifty Frenchmen can't be wrong!
Let's kill the Beast! 

(Cogsworth: Pardon me, master. 
Beast: Leave me in peace. 
Cogsworth: But sir, the castle is under attack!)

Mob: Kill the Beast! 
Kill the Beast! 

(Lumiere: This isn't working! 
Fifi: Oh, Lumiere. We must do something. 
Lumiere: Wait, I Know! )

Mob: Kill the Beast! 
Kill the Beast! 

(Cogsworth: What shall we do, master? 
Beast: It doesn't matter now. Just let [bad word] )

Mob: Kill the Beast! 
Kill the Beast! 
Kill the Beast!