Oh, come along and buy a dream
From Madam Mango’s Moonbeam Machine
The finest illusions you’ve ever seen
Some crimson, some pearly, some grasshopper green

Yes, Madam has dreams to make you sigh
She’ll grow magical worlds right before your eyes
For a few extra coins, you can even fly
You can grow your own wings, kiss the rainbow skies

Or for those of you beset by fears
Or deprived of sleep by unending tears
The Moonbeam Machine can roll back the years
Give you dreams of the days when your heart was clear

Oh step right up, the time is right
Though the dreams will only last one night
It’s the fleeting beauties that give more light
And Madam’s dreams are the brightest of bright