Lyrics:

Mr. George Banks:
A man has dreams of walking with giants
To carve his niche in the edifice of time
Before the mortar of his zeal
Has a chance to congeal
The cup is dashed from his lips
The flame is snuffed aborning
He's brought to wreck and ruin in his prime

Bert:
Life is a rum go, Guv'nor, and that's the truth.

Mr. George Banks:
Do you know what I think? It's that woman Mary Poppins! From the moment she stepped into the house, things began to happen to me!

Bert:
Mary Poppins?

Mr. George Banks:
Yes, yes, of course!

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

It's that Poppins woman! She did it!

Bert:
I know the very person you mean. Mary Poppins, she's the one wot sings...

A spoonful of sugar that is all it takes
It changes bread and water into tea and cakes

Mr. George Banks:
You see? That's exactly what I mean! Changing bread and water into tea and cakes, indeed! No wonder everything's higgledy piggledy here.

Bert:
A spoonful of sugar goes a long, long way
'Ave yourself a 'ealthy 'elpin ev'ry day

An 'ealthy 'elping of trouble if you ask me!

Mr. George Banks:
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!

Bert:
Tricked you into taking the children on an outing?

Mr. George Banks:
Yes.

Bert:
'Outrageous!' A man with all the important things you have to do. 'Shameful!'

You're a man of 'igh position, esteemed by your peers
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

Like you say, Guv'nor...

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 dow-wown, medicine go down

Well, goodbye, Guv'nor. Sorry to have troubled you.