A British Bank Lyrics

A British bank is run with precision
The British home requires nothing less
Tradition, discipline and rules must be the tools
With out them disorder, chaos, moral disintegration
In short you have a ghastly mess

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 those outings ought to be
Fraught with purpose, yes, and practicality
These silly words like supercalli... supercalli...
Supercallifragilisticexpialidocious
Yes, well done, you said it
And popping through pictures
Have little use, fulfill no basic need
They must face the honest truth
Despite their youth they must
... learn about the life you lead
Precisely!

They must feel the thrill of toting up a balanced book
A thousand ciphers neatly in a row
When gazing at a graph that shows the profits up
Their little cups of joy should overflow
It's time they learned to walk in your footsteps
To tread your straight and narrow path with pride
Tomorrow just as you suggest
Pressed and dressed
Jane and Michael will be at your side