Music by elton johnLyrics by bernie taupinAvailable on the album reg strikes backI used to think that new york cityFell from grace with godAnd innocence abroadWaged a war for the underdogWhen the snow fallsAnd central park looks like a christmas cardI just looked beyond the bagmanAnd the madness that makes this city hardI heard a basketballSomewhere out beyond a chain link fenceInner city
prisonersArgue for the right of self-defenseBut there's a fast breakAnd every work of art wakes something in the soulJust focus on the brush strokesAnd the bouquets that the dancers holdSpanish harlem still sounds good to meYeah mona lisa's getting olderStanding in the shadow of miss libertyWhile I walk along the west sideDown through little italySearching for the city thatThat took away the kid in me