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Andy Bradfield - A Hatful Of Dreams Lyrics

[WILLY WONKA]
After seven years of life upon the ocean
It is time to bid the Seven Seas farewell
And the city I've pinned seven years of hopes on
Lies just over the horizon, I can hear the harbor bell

(spoken)
Land, ahoy!

(sung)
Got a tattered overcoat and battered suitcase
Got a pair of leaky boots upon my feet
Gotta drag myself up by my one good bootlace
Gotta work my rotten socks off if I want to make ends meet

I've pourеd everything I've got into my chocolatе
Now it's time to show the world my recipes
I've got twelve silver sovereigns in my pocket
And a hatful of dreams

There's a famous restaurant on every street here
There's Brandino's and the Bar Parisian

[MAP SELLER, spoken]
Restaurant map, sir?
[WILLY WONKA, spoken]
Oh, thank you

(sung)
Got a little map to tell me where to eat here
Had a dozen silver sovereigns, now I'm somehow down to ten
Want the finest produce? This is where they stock it

[FRUIT & VEG VENDOR, spoken]
That's three sovereigns, mate

[WILLY WONKA, sung]
Though the prices are suspiciously extreme

[FRUIT & VEG VENDOR]
Break my pumpkin, you pay for it

[WILLY WONKA]
I've got- five, six, seven?
Six silver sovereigns in my pocket
And a hatful of dreams

[SHOESHINE BOY, spoken]
Brush your coat, sir?

[WILLY WONKA, spoken]
No thank you
[SHOESHINE BOY]
Cologne?

[WILLY WONKA]
No, leave me alone!

(sung)
At last, the Galleries Gourmet
I knew that we'd see it one day
It's everything you said, Mama
And, oh, so much more
Each way that you turn, another famous chocolate store

Here's my destiny, I just need to unlock it
Will I crash and burn or go up like a rocket?
I got nothing to offer but my chocolate
And a hatful of dreams

In this city, anyone can be successful
If they've talent and work hard, or so they say
But they didn't mention it would be so stressful
Just to make a dozen silver sovereigns last more than a day

[YOUNG MOTHER, spoken]
Could you spare a sovereign for a place to sleep, love?
[WILLY WONKA, spoken]
Of course, here, take all you need

[YOUNG MOTHER]
Thank you

[WILLY WONKA, sung]
I've got one silver sovereign in my pocket
And a hatful of dreams