Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters Part2

Intro: i used to think that new york city fell from grace with god and innocence abroad waved a war for the underdog when the snow falls   and central park looks like a chirstmas card i just look beyond that bagman and the maddess that makes this city hard           i heard a baskettball somewhere out beyond a chain link fence inner city prisoners argue for the right of self defense but theres a fast break and every work of art brakes something in my soul just focus on the cross strokes and the bouquets that the dancers hold spanish harlem still sounds good to me yeah mona lisas getting older stading in the shadow of miss liberty while i walk along the west side down through little italy searching for the city   that took away the kid in me