Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the album Restoration

[Verse 1]
       
  And now I kn

ow
           
  Spanish Harl

        
em are not jus

           
t pretty words

    
 to say
         
   I thought I

  
 knew
            
  But now I kn

         
ow that rose t

            
rees never gro

           
w in New York 


City

            
  Until you've

           
 seen.....this

           
 trash can dre

            
am come true
            
  You stand at

           
 the edge.....

             
 while people 

              
run you throug

   
h
            
  And I thank 

           
the Lord... th

             
ere's people o

              
ut there like 

 
you
            
 I thank the L

            
ord there's pe

             
ople out there

           
 like you

[Chorus]
             
While Mona Lis

              
as and Mad Hat


ters
           
Sons of banker

             
s, sons of law


yers
             
Turn around an

              
d say good mor

              
ning to the ni

     
ght
            
For unless the

                
y see the sky
            
But they can't

           
 and that is w

  
hy
            
They know not 

             
if it's dark o

            
utside or ligh

t

[Verse 2]
        
 This Broadway

's got
            
 It's got a lo

            
t of songs to 

         
sing and If I 

           
knew the tune 

             
I might join i


n
        
 I'll go my wa

y alone
            
   Grow my own

       
, my own seeds

              
 shall be sown

          
 in New York C


ity

            
  Subway's no 

        
way for a good

              
 man to go dow

 
n
            
  Rich man can

           
 ride and the 

             
hobo he can dr

  
own
            
  And I thank 

           
the Lord for t

             
he people I ha

     
ve found
            
  I thank the 

             
Lord for the p

/            
eople I have f

          
ound

[Chorus]
             
While Mona Lis

              
as and Mad Hat


ters
           
Sons of banker

             
s, sons of law


yers
             
Turn around an

              
d say good mor

              
ning to the ni

     
ght
            
For unless the

                
y see the sky
            
But they can't

           
 and that is w

  
hy
            
They know not 

             
if it's dark o

            
utside or ligh

t

[Verse 3]
       
  And now I kn

ow
           
  Spanish Harl

        
em are not jus

           
t pretty words

    
 to say
         
   I thought I

  
 knew
            
  But now I kn

         
ow that rose t

            
rees never gro

           
w in New York 


City

            
  Subway's no 

        
way for a good

              
 man to go dow

 
n
            
  Rich man can

           
 ride and the 

             
hobo he can dr

  
own
            
  And I thank 

           
the Lord for t

             
he people I ha

     
ve found
            
  I thank the 

             
Lord for the p

/            
eople I have f

          
ound

[Chorus]
             
While Mona Lis

              
as and Mad Hat


ters
           
Sons of banker

             
s, sons of law


yers
             
Turn around an

              
d say good mor

              
ning to the ni

     
ght
            
For unless the

                
y see the sky
            
But they can't

           
 and that is w

  
hy
            
They know not 

             
if it's dark o

            
utside or ligh

t

[Outro]
            
They know not 

             
if it's dark o

            
utside or ligh

t