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The God of Rest

Mona Lisa did you see me
Walking in your gallery
I bought a poster of your picture
But left it in my hotel
The hotel had my roommate's address
And sent it off to Kansas

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And I was travellin' on a javelin
Thrown by the god of rest
From her bed in Budapest.

And I saw Lunasa in Brooklyn
I wanted to tell someone
I phoned you your dad went to get you
I overheard the radio
Playing a tune I want to dance you
Out across Ontario

And mother you sold shoes to John Wayne
When you worked at Switzer's
John Wayne went out walking that day
And walked till he got blisters
Your Friend saw him in his bare feet
By the pond on Stephen's Green

And Mona
Mona Lisa did you hear Nat King Cole?
Did he touch your soul?