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


Lyrics submitted by x_nikole_x, edited by kjtvc2012, martin1109

"Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters" as written by Elton John Bernie Taupin

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    General CommentAbsolutely one of his best!

    It seems to me the Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters are the pretty faces and shallow eccentric people born to better fortune. To them life is a party (good morning to the night) and they really can't relate to the average person (...dont know if it's dark outside or light...").

    Bernie is saying that they have entered this world (...trash can dreams come true...). The people they encounter can't see the needs (sky) in life and have the big dreams of making their own way. They are too into their own privelege and enjoying it and not caring about people killed in the subway or the hobo who drowns.

    IMHO
    BoyBlueon March 23, 2003   Link

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