The Life I Lead
I feel a surge of deep satisfaction
Much as a king astride his noble steed
Thank you.
When I return from daily strife to hearth and wife
How pleasant is the life I lead!
Dear, it's about the children...
Yes, yes, yes.
I run my home precisely on schedule
At 6: 01, I march through my door
My slippers, sherry, and pipe are due at 6: 02
Consistent is the life I lead!
George, they're missing!
Splendid, splendid.
It's grand to be an Englishman in 1910
King Edward's on the throne; it's the age of men
I'm the lord of my castle, the sov'reign, the liege!
I treat my subjects--servants, children, wife
With a firm but gentle hand, noblesse oblige!
It's 6: 03 and the heirs to my dominion
Are scrubbed and tubbed and adequately fed
And so I'll pat them on the head and send them off to bed
Ah, lordly is the life I lead!
A British nanny must be a gen'ral
The future empire lies within her hands
And so the person that we need to mold the breed
Is a nanny who can give commands!
You getting this, Winifred?
Oh yes, dear, every word!
A British bank is run with precision
A British home requires nothing less!
Tradition, discipline, and rules must be the tools
Without them... Disorder! Catastrophe! Anarchy!
In short, you have a ghastly mess!
Much as a king astride his noble steed
Thank you.
When I return from daily strife to hearth and wife
How pleasant is the life I lead!
Dear, it's about the children...
Yes, yes, yes.
I run my home precisely on schedule
At 6: 01, I march through my door
My slippers, sherry, and pipe are due at 6: 02
Consistent is the life I lead!
George, they're missing!
Splendid, splendid.
It's grand to be an Englishman in 1910
King Edward's on the throne; it's the age of men
I'm the lord of my castle, the sov'reign, the liege!
I treat my subjects--servants, children, wife
With a firm but gentle hand, noblesse oblige!
It's 6: 03 and the heirs to my dominion
Are scrubbed and tubbed and adequately fed
And so I'll pat them on the head and send them off to bed
Ah, lordly is the life I lead!
A British nanny must be a gen'ral
The future empire lies within her hands
And so the person that we need to mold the breed
Is a nanny who can give commands!
You getting this, Winifred?
Oh yes, dear, every word!
A British bank is run with precision
A British home requires nothing less!
Tradition, discipline, and rules must be the tools
Without them... Disorder! Catastrophe! Anarchy!
In short, you have a ghastly mess!
Credits
Writer(s): Richard M. Sherman, Robert B. Sherman
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- A Spoonful of Sugar
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