Savages (Part I)
 
Music by Alan Menken
Lyrics by Stephen Schwartz
Performed David Odgen Stiers, Jim Cummings, and Chorus

Ratcliffe
What can you expect?
From filthy little heathens?
Here's what you get when races are diverse
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

English settlers
They're savages! Savages!

Ratcliffe
Barely even human

English settlers
Savages! Savages!

Ratcliffe
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!

English settlers
They're savages! Savages!
Dirty shrieking devils!
Now we sound the drums of war!

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

Kekata
Beneath that milky hide
There's emptiness inside

Native Americans
I wonder if they even bleed

They're savages! Savages!
Barely even human
Savages! Savages!

Powhatan
Killers at the core

Kekata
They're different from us
Which means they can't be trusted

Powhatan
We must sound the drums of war

Native Americans
They're savages! Savages!
First we deal with this one

All
Then we sound the drums of war!

English settlers
Savages! Savages!

Ben
Let's go kill a few, men!

Native Americans
Savages! Savages!

Ratcliffe
Now it's up to you, men!

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