Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters (Part Two) Lyrics

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 (Part Two)
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 (Part Two)
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 (Part Two)
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