Gaston is the Beast

Tale as old as time

Sad as it may seem

Privileged white man

Only takes a stand

When it’s for his team

 

Different is bad

His father never ceased

To teach him he should hate

Those of a different race

Gaston is the beast

 

Ever he’s to blame

Ever spouting lies

Ever a man whore

Ever keeping score

Boastful of his size

 

Tale as old as time

Even though it’s wrong

Doesn’t want to change

He is so deranged

He comes with fifty strong

 

Their torches burn with flames

Won’t rest ‘til their deceased

Tale as old as time

Law says that it’s crime

Imprison him at least

Tale as old as time

Racism at its prime

Gaston is the beast

 

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