Titre : A Man Has Dreams (The Life I Lead / A Spoonful of Sugar)
[MR. BANKS] (spoken) A man has dreams of walking with giants To carve his niche in the edifice of time (sung)
Before the mortar of his zeal Has a chance to congeal (spoken) The cup is dashed from his lips The flame is snuffed aborning He´s brought to wreck and ruin in his prime
[BERT] (spoken) Life is a rum go, Guv´nor, and that´s the truth
[MR. BANKS] (spoken) Do you know what I think? It´s Mary Poppins! From the moment she stepped into the house, things began to happen to me!
[BERT]
(spoken) Mary Poppins?
[MR. BANKS] (spoken) Yes, yes, of course!
(sung) My world was calm, well-ordered, exemplary Then came this person, with chaos in her wake And now my life´s ambitions go with one fell blow It´s quite a bitter pill to take
(spoken) It´s that Poppins woman! She did it!
[BERT]
(spoken) I know the very person you mean. Mary Poppins, she´s the one wot sings...
(sung) A spoonful of sugar that is all it takes It changes bread and water into tea and cakes
[MR. BANKS] (spoken) See that´s exactly what I mean! Changing bread and water into tea and cakes indeed! No wonder everything´s higgledy-piggledy here!
[BERT] (sung) A spoonful of sugar goes a long, long way ´Ave yourself a ´ealthy ´elpin ev´ry day
(spoken) An ´ealthy ´elping of trouble if you ask me!
[MR. BANKS] (spoken) You know what she did? I realize it now! She tricked me into taking Jane and Michael to the bank. That´s how all the trouble started!
[MR. BANKS] (spoken) Tricked you into taking the children on an outing?
[MR. BANKS] (spoken) Yes
[BERT] (spoken) "Outrageous!" A man with all the important things you have to do. "Shameful!"
You´re a man of ´igh position, esteemed by your peers (sung) And when your little tykes are cryin´, you ´aven´t time to dry their tears And see them grateful little faces smilin´ up at you Because their dad, ´e always knows just what to do
[MR. BANKS] (spoken)
Well I, look I...I don´t think I...
[BERT] (spoken) Like you say, Guv´nor...
(sung) You´ve got to grind, grind, grind at that grindstone Though child´ood slips like sand through a sieve And all too soon they´ve up and grown And then they´ve flown And it´s too late for you to give
Just that spoonful of sugar to ´elp the medicine go down The medicine go down, medicine go down
(spoken) Welp, so long Guv´nor. Sorry for your trouble