If you want Money in your pocket A top hat on your head A hot meal on your table And a blanket on your bed Come to New York City And I'm leaving on a train If you want stay behind, wait until I come back again Because all our dreams come true All our dreams come true One, two, three, four Today's grey skies And tomorrow And tomorrow Is tears The moon is up before me The moon is shining bright I want you to remember As I disappear tonight Today's grey skies And tomorrow And tomorrow And tomorrow