Precision and Order

Precision and order
Cogs in a wheel
Opening a ledger
Closing a deal
Prudent investment
Financial sense
Our perfect ray of sunshine
Pounds, schillings and pence

Good morning, Mr. Chairman!
Good morning!

Great men have dreams
Of power and position
And it's our job
To back them to the hilt
For shrewd investment and advice
They'll pay our price
The bedrock on which banks are built

Hey, Banks, what objections can you have?
My securities are more than adequate
Well, that, and America is an expanding market
What's the matter?
Have you no courage?
But Mr. Von Hussler, what I haven't been able to grasp is
What exactly is your final product?
What do you think? Money, of course!

A man has dreams
Of building an empire
To make his name in many distant lands
And in the new world I'm told
We'll soon strike gold
We'll seize the chance with both our hands

Assessing the market
Limit the risk
Little room for error
Business is brisk brisk brisk brisk
Brisk brisk brisk brisk

Have you come to your decision, Mr. Banks?
There's a town of good people whose future depends on you!
I know that!
Give us this chance!
You won't regret it
The factory could be running in weeks!

My men have dreams
To earn an honest living
A wife and kids
A home to call their own
If you'd invest in us today
It paves the way
I promise we'd repay the loan

I'm sorry, Mr. Northbrook, but -
Daddy!
What on earth are you doing here?
Can't you see I'm busy?
Nope, we're done
Daddy, when you invest the bank's money
What are you looking for?
A good man, or a good idea?
Oh, I suppose I should say a good idea, but
A good man is much rarer
And much more valuable
Come along, children!

Mr. Von Hussler
I have considered your arguments
And I'm afraid my answer is no
So, you don't recognise a good idea!
Perhaps not
But I recognise a good man when I see one
You're gonna regret this here, Banks!

A man with dreams
That life hasn't broken
A man with hopes, ambitions to fulfil
A man you're certain at first glance
Deserves a chance

Now, Mr. Northbrook, when exactly could your new factory open?



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Writer(s): Anthony Kenward Drewe, George William Stiles
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