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Joseph's Dreams

Narrator:

Joseph's coat annoyed his brothers

 

Brothers:

But what makes us mad

Are the things that Joseph tells us

of the dreams he´s often had  

 

 

Joseph:

I dreamed that in the fields one day,

The corn gave me a sign

Your eleven sheaves of corn

All turned and bowed to mine

My sheaf was quite a sight to see
A golden sheaf and tall

Yours were green and second-rate

And really rather small  

 

Brothers:

This is not the kind of thing

We brothers like to hear

It seems to us that Joseph and his dreams should disappear  

 

 

Joseph:

I dreamed I saw eleven stars,

The sun the moon and sky
Bowing down before my star,

It made me wonder why

Could it be that I was born

For higher things than you?

A post in someone's government,

A ministry or two  

 

 

Brothers:

The dreams of our dear brother are

The decade's biggest yawn

His talk of stars and golden sheaves

Is just a load of corn

Not only is he tactless but

He's also rather dim

For there's eleven of us and

There's only one of him  

 

The dreams of course will not come true

That is, we think they won't come true

That is, we hope they won't come true

What if he's right all along?  

 

The dreams are more than crystal clear,

The writings on the wall

Means that Joseph some day soon

Will rise above us all

 

 

The accuracy of the dreams

We brothers do not know

But one thing we are sure about

The dreamer, dreamer

The dreamer, dreamer

The dreamer, dreamer,

The dreamer, dreamer,

The dream, dream

Dream, dream

Dream, dream

Dream, dream

Dreamer has to go

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