Hmm, she makes one comment about the town being poor and provincial, a couple about wanting more out of life, and then the rest of it is the towns folk saying she’s “pretty but weird” and Gaston saying “she’s mine.”
“There goes the baker, with his bread like always… the same old bread and rolls to selllll!”
That’s ONE you could point at as a jab.
The poor, poor boulanger!
::reads through the lyrics to the song::
Hmm, she makes one comment about the town being poor and provincial, a couple about wanting more out of life, and then the rest of it is the towns folk saying she’s “pretty but weird” and Gaston saying “she’s mine.”
I think this analysis stinks.
“There goes the baker, with his bread like always… the same old bread and rolls to selllll!” That’s ONE you could point at as a jab. The poor, poor boulanger!
I don’t think this is even a jab at the baker, she’s just commenting on the malaise she feels at her life being the same everyday. Relatable honestly.