Guess the Disney Song

Song 1

 What can you expect from filthy little heathens?
Here's what you get when races are diverse! (Soundtrack version: "Their whole disgusting race is like a curse!")

Their skin's a hellish red.
They're only good when dead!
They're vermin, as I said, and worse!

They're savages!
Savages!

Barely even human.

Savages! Savages!

Drive them from our shore!
They're not like you and me, which means they must be evil.
We must sound the drums of war!

They're savages!
Savages!
Dirty shrieking devils! (Soundtrack version: "Dirty redskin devils!")

Now we sound the drums of war!

This is what we feared.
The paleface is a demon.
The only thing they feel at all is greed.

Beneath that milky hide, there's emptiness inside.

I wonder if they even bleed.
They're savages!
Savages!

Barely even human.

Savages! Savages!

Killers at the core.

They're different from us,
which means they can't be trusted.

We must sound the drums of war.

They're savages!
Savages!
First we deal with this one.
Then we sound the drums of war.

Savages! Savages!

Let's go get a few, men!

Savages! Savages!

Now it's up to you, men!

Savages! Savages!
Barely even human!
Now we sound the drums of war!

Is there nothing I can do?

Will this really be the end?

Is it only death that waits
Just around the riverbend?

This will be the day.
(Let's go, men!)

This will be the morning.
(Bring out the prisoner!)

We will see them dying in the dust.

I don't know what I can do.
Still, I know I've got to try.

Now we make them pay.

Eagle, help my feet to fly.

Now without a warning.

Mountain, help my heart be great.

Now we leave 'em blood and bone and rust.

Spirits of the Earth and Sky...

It's them or us.

Please don't let it be too late...

They're just a bunch of filthy, stinking...

Savages!

Savages!

Demons!

Devils!

Kill them!
Savages!

Savages!

What are we waiting for?

Destroy their evil race until there's not a trace left.

How loud are the drums of the war?

We will sound the drums of war! Savages! Savages!

Now we sound the drums of war! Savages! Savages!

Now we see what comes of trying to be chums.

Now we sound the drums of...

Is this the death of all I love carried in the drumming of...

War!