Killers – Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters chords

[Intro]

C


[Verse 1]

C         F/C  CAnd now I know
E7           Am     C/G  F           C/E        Dm7        CSpanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
    F/C        C          Csus4 CI thought I knew
E7          Am          C/G      F            C/E        Dm7  C/EBut now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City

F               C/E        Dm7              CUntil you've seen this trash can dream come true
F              C/E               G                CYou stand at the edge      while people run you through
F                 C/E           G                    CAnd I thank the Lord there's people out there like you
F                  C/E                           Dm     GI thank the Lord there's people out there like you


[Chorus]

            C                  BbWhile Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
              F/A               C/GSons of bankers, sons of lawyers
       C             C/E        C/G      FTurn around and say good morning to the night
         E7                 Am  C/GFor unless they see the sky
          F        C/E        DmBut they can't and that is why
         F              G                FThey know not if it's dark outside or light

C/E       C


[Verse 2]

C          F/C  CThis Broadway's got
E7             Am          C/G  It's got a lot of songs to sing
F           C/E        Dm7              CIf I knew the tunes I might join in
      F/C        C        Csus4 CI'll go my way alone
E7          Am          C/G      F            C/E        Dm7  C/EGrow my own, my own seeds shall be sown in New York City

F               C/E        Dm7              CSubway's no way for a good man to go down
F              C/E               G                CRich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
F                 C/E           G                    CAnd I thank the Lord for the people I have found
F                  C/E                           Dm     GI thank the Lord for the people I have found


[Chorus]

            C                  BbWhile Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
              F/A               C/GSons of bankers, sons of lawyers
       C             C/E        C/G      FTurn around and say good morning to the night
         E7                 Am  C/GFor unless they see the sky
          F        C/E        DmBut they can't and that is why
         F              G                FThey know not if it's dark outside or light

C/E       C


[Verse 3]

         F/C  CAnd now I know
E7           Am     C/G  F           C/E        Dm7        CSpanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
    F/C        C          Csus4 CI thought I knew
E7          Am          C/G      F            C/E        Dm7  C/EBut now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City

F         C/E        Dm7              CSubway's no way for a good man to go down
F              C/E         G             CRich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
F               C/E           G             CAnd I thank the Lord for the people I have found
F                  C/E                     Dm         GI thank the Lord for the people I have found


[Chorus]

            C                  BbWhile Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
              F/A               C/GSons of bankers, sons of lawyers
       C             C/E        C/G      FTurn around and say good morning to the night
         E7                 Am  C/GFor unless they see the sky
          F        C/E        DmBut they can't and that is why
         F              G                FThey know not if it's dark outside or light

C/G


[End]