Voilà midae

In the court of the great Khan and beyond 

You can hear the legends of my fame 
In my peacock driven carriage I have come to you 

Tell me everything about your troubles 
Nothing is mysterious to me, and I can heal you 

Maybe I will cost you dearly: 
But does it really matter 

It's only money I'm here for you. 
If you need help for your troubled soul 

You have found the very one you need in me 
My dear friend I don't ask much not really 
I'm only here for money, after all It's only money