One time I wished that a lion would come And eat up my house and my street. I was mad at the world And I wished that the beast Would stomp everything With his big heavy feet, And eat everything With his big sharp teeth, And eat everything With his teeth. But that wish certainly didn't come true 'Cause scary, mad wishes don't make things come true.
One time I wished that a dragon would come And burn up my Daddy's big store. I was angry with him 'Cause I wanted to play But my Daddy just went To his store right away. I wished that the dragon Would burn his store. I wished it would burn Daddy's store. But that wish certainly didn't come true 'Cause scary, mad wishes don't make things come true.
Everyone wishes for scary, mad things. I'd guess that you sometimes do, too. I've wished for so many And I can say That all kinds of wishes Are things just like play. They're things That our thinking has made -- So wish then And don't be afraid. I'm glad it's certainly that way, aren't you? That scary, mad wishes don't make things come true. No kinds of wishes make things come true.