Dream a little harder

I look around the kingdom
And see the desperation
And the devastation that persists
No matter what I do

But today could be the day
I finally make a difference
And all the grateful citizens
Will say to me...

Citizens: (alternating)
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
Fuck you!

(Dialogue)

Male citizen:
Why don't we have enough to eat?

Baker:
Why are we dying in the street?

Mother:
Why does my baby always cry?

Orphan:
Why did my mommy have to die?

Citizens: (alternating)
Mine too
Mine too
Mine too
Mine too
Mine too

Male citizen:
The answer here
Is crystal clear
Ja'far, that ugly old vizier
He's the reason for our many woes

Optimistic citizen:
Though we're upset
We shouldn't fret
We mustn't let ourselves forget
The saying every child raised within the kingdom knows:

You got to dream a little harder
When life won't go your way
Simply dream a little harder
Trust me when I say

That when you dream little harder
You're sure to follow through
Cause if you're good and you're attractive
No need to be proactive

Citizens:
Good things will just happen to you

Baker:
Why is the kingdom plagued by theft?

Librarian:
Why are there no more good jobs left?

Mother:
Why does the sun go down at night?

Orphan:
Why is everyone in the kingdom white?

Librarian:
(Spoken) um, ja'far?

Citizens: (alternating)
Ja'far!
Ja'far!
Ja'far!

Male citizen:
No man who's just
Could ever trust
A face that triggers such disgust

Mother:
His twisted features give me such a chill

Optimistic citizen:
So let us pray
That one fine day
That evil man will go away

Citizens:
'Cause if we want it bad enough, he will

Optimistic citizen:
For if you

Male citizen 2:
Dream a little harder

Optimistic citizen:
You'll get what you desire

Female citizen:
Dream a little harder

Optimistic citizen:
When things are looking dire

If you dream a little harder
Success is guaranteed
If you are sure of your intention
Some magic intervention

Citizens:
Will give you the edge that you need

Ja'far:
I know that I'm no prize
I'm not so easy on the eyes
I can't rely on looks to get me by

But ugliness permits
A man to use his wits
Cause pretty people never have to try

I hear the people whisper
As I walk about the streets
I know they call me

Citizens:
Ugly old ja'far!

Ja'far:
What I call planning
They call scheming
What I call delusion
They call dreaming

Why am I the only one
Who sees things as they are?

Citizens:
Wish a little stronger

Belle:
I need six eggs

Ja'far:
Why not buy some?

Citizens:
Hope a little bigger

Baker
I want to fly

Ja'far:
That's unrealistic

Citizens:
Think a little louder

Librarian:
I want to be a cat

Ja'far:
(Spoken) what?

Librarian:
(Spoken) fuck you

Citizens:
Whistle while you swallow
A spoon full of sugar
And your dream will come true
Upon a star

Male citizen:
Dream hard enough, my friend
Ja'far will meet a violent end
He could be skewered by a sailing ship

Male citizen 2:
Or hanged in tangled jungle vines

Optimistic citizen:
Or eaten by hyenas

Baker:
Or he'll plummet to his death
From a castle

Male citizen:
A clock

Citizens:
Or a cliff

And if we dream a little harder
Our patience and our honor
Will rid us of that ugly old ja'far!

Male citizen:
Fuck you!