Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters

Album: Honky Chateau (1972)
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  • And now I know
    Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
    I thought I knew
    But now I know that rose trees never grow
    In New York City

    Until you've seen this trash can dream come true
    You stand at the edge while people run you through
    And I thank the Lord
    There's people out there like you
    I thank the Lord there's people out there like you

    While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
    Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
    Turn around and say good morning to the night
    For unless they see the sky
    But they can't and that is why
    They know not if it's dark outside or light

    This Broadway's got
    It's got a lot of songs to sing
    If I knew the tunes I might join in
    I'll go my way alone
    Grow my own, my own seeds shall be sown, in New York City

    Subway's no way for a good man to go down
    Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
    And I thank the Lord for the people I have found
    I thank the Lord for the people I have found

    While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
    Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
    Turn around and say good morning to the night
    For unless they see the sky
    But they can't and that is why
    They know not if it's dark outside or light

    And now I know
    Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
    I thought I knew
    But now I know that rose trees never grow
    In New York City

    Subway's no way for a good man to go down
    Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
    And I thank the Lord for the people I have found
    I thank the Lord for the people I have found

    While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
    Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
    Turn around and say good morning to the night
    For unless they see the sky
    But they can't and that is why
    They know not if it's dark outside or light
    They know not if it's dark outside or light Writer/s: Bernie Taupin, Elton John
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 2

  • Bob Young from MichiganSounds to me like it's about the privileged kids of wealthy NY businessmen (bankers & lawyers) who party all night long and only care about themselves (the people that will "run you through" like with a sword). Bernie is grateful for some friends in NY who aren't self-centered and give him hope that his own seed (of music?) will be sown in NYC
  • Brad from FlNice mandolin work by Davey.
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