The Mob Song — Falling Notes Piano Tutorial

We’re not (F#)safe un til he’s (G)dead. He’ll come (G#)stalk ing us at (F#m7)night. Set to (F#)sac ri fice our (G)child ren to his (G#)mon strous ap pe (F#m7)tite. He’ll wreak (F#7)hav oc on our (Bm)vil lage if we (F#7)let him wan der (Bm)free. So it’s (Em)time to take some (C#)ac tion, boys, it’s (F#sus)time (G)to (F#sus)fol (G)low (F#5)me. Through the (Bm)mist, through (F#)the (Bm)wood, through (F#)the (Bm)dark ness and (F#)the (Bm)shad ows, it’s (F#)a (Bm)night mare, but (F#)it’s (Bm)one ex cit ing (C)ride. Say a (F#7)prayer, then we’re (E)there at the (Am6)draw bridge of a (F#7)cas tle, and there’s (F#7)some thing tru ly (F#7)ter ri ble in (Bm)side. It’s a (Cdim)beast! He’s got (B7)fangs, ra zor (Em)sharp ones. Mas sive (C#)paws, kill er (F#7)claws for the (Bm)feast. Hear him (G)roar, see him foam, but we’re (D)not com ing (Em)home ’til he’s (C#)dead, good and (F#sus)dead. Kill the (C)beast! (Bm)Light (A#dim)your (Bm)torch! Mount your horse: Screw your cour age to the stick ing place. We’re count ing on Gas ton to lead the (C)way. Call it (F#7)war, call it (E)wreck; you can (Am6)bet they all will (F#7)fol low, for in times like this they’ll do just as I (Bm)say. There’s a (C6)beast run ning (B7)wild, there’s no (Em)ques tion. But I (C#)fear the wrong (F#)mon ster’s re (Bm)leased. Sal ly (G)forth, tal ly ho, grab your (D)sword, grab your (Em)hoe. It’s the (G)mo ment, here we go. We don’t (Bm)like what we (C5)don’t un der stand, in fact it scares us. And this (Bm)mon ster is mys ter i ous at (C)least. Bring your (F#7)guns, bring your (E)knives, save your (Am6)child ren and your (F#7)wives. We’ll save our (F#7sus)vil lage and our lives. We’ll kill the (Bm)beast! Hearts a (Cm)blaze, ban ners high, we go march ing in to bat tle, un a fraid, al though the dan ger’s just in (Db)creased. Raise the (G7)flag, sing the (F7)song. Here we (Bbm6)come: we’re fif ty (G7)strong, and fif ty (G5)French men can’t be wrong! Let’s kill the beast! Kill the beast! Kill the (C5)beast!