A British Bank Lyrics

Mr. Banks:
A British bank is run with precision
A British home requires nothing less!
Tradition, discipline, and rules must be the tools
Without them - disorder! Chaos!
Moral disintegration!
In short, we have a ghastly mess!

Mary Poppins:
I quite agree!

Mr. Banks:
The children must be molded, shaped and taught
That life's a looming battle to be faced and fought

If they must go on outings
These outings ought to be
Fraught with purpose, yes and practicality!
These silly words like superca...
Superca... superca...

Mary Poppins:
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

Mr. Banks:
Yes, well done, you said it!

And popping through pictures
Have little use, fulfill no basic need! They've got to learn the honest truth
Despite their youth
They must learn...

Mary Poppins:
About the life you lead!

Mr. Banks:
Exactly!

Mary Poppins:
They must feel the thrill of totting up a balanced book
A thousand ciphers neatly in a row
When gazing at a graph that shows the profits up
Their little cup of joy should overflow!

Mr Banks:
Precisely!

Mary Poppins:
It's time they learned to walk in your footstep

Mr Banks:
My footsteps!

Mary Poppins:
To tread your straight and narrow path with pride

Mr Banks:
With pride!

Mary Poppins:
Tomorrow, just as you suggest pressed and dressed
Jane and Michael will be at your side.

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