text: Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
  And know I know Spanish Harlem are
  Not just pretty words to say
  I thought I knew but now I know rose trees
  Never grow in New York city
  Ohh until you see this trash can dream come true
  You stand at the edge while people run you through
  And I thank the Lord, theres people out there like you
  I thank the Lord theres 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 cant and that is why
  They know not if its dark outside or light
  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 cant and that is why
  They know not if its dark outside or light
  Rocket Man
  Oh, she packed my bags last night pre-flight
  Zero hour 9AM
  And Im gonna be high as a kite by then
  I miss the Earth so much, I miss my wife
  Its lonely out in space
  On such a timeless flight 
  And I think its gonna be a long long time
  Till touch down brings me round again to find
  Im not the man they think I am at home
  Oh no, Im a rocket man
  Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone
  Oh yeah
  Mars aint the kind of place to raise your kids
  In fact, its cold as hell
  And theres no one there to raise them if you did, oh
  And all this science, I dont understand 
  Its just my job five days a week
  A rocket man
  A rocket man
  And I think its gonna be a long long time
  Till touch down brings me round again to find
  Im not the man they think I am at home
  Oh no no no
  Im a rocket man; rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone
  And I think its gonna be a long long time
  Till touch down brings me round again to find
  Im not the man they think I am at home
  Oh no no, Im a rocket man
  Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone
  Oh, and I think its gonna be a long, long time
  And I think its gonna be a long, long time
  Yeah, I think its gonna be a long, long time 
  Yes, I think its gonna be a long, long time 
  Oh, long, long time
  Yeah, I think its gonna be a long, long time
  Long, long time
  Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
  Mona lisas and mad hatters
  Mona Lisas and mad hatters
  Sons of bakers, sons of lawyers
  Sons of bakers, sons of lawyers
  Turn around to say good morning to the night, oh
  Mona Lisas and mad hatters
  Sons of bakers, sons of lawyers