Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters Live

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And now I know 
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Spanish harlem are not just pretty words to say 
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I thought I knew 
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But now I know that rose trees never grow in new york city 

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

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While mona lisas and mad hatters 
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Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers 
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Turn around and say good morning to the night 
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For unless they see the sky 
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But they can't and that is why 
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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