Mr. Banks and Mr. Dawes Sr:

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 rack and ruin in his prime



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



A spoonful of sugar that is all it takes

It changes bread and water into tea and cakes



A spoonful of sugar goes a long, long way

'Ave yourself a 'ealthy 'elpin' ev'ry day



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



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 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, the medicine go down.