Lyrics Mona Vs. the Argentine - MK Ultra
In
my
mind,
there's
a
street
Where
the
honeysuckle
grows
And
the
swollen
sun
filters
through
Rows
of
oak
trees.
On
this
street,
Mona
lives
in
a
blue
house-
She
smiles
as
I
come
up
the
sidewalk.
I
look
at
her
and
I
breathe
Through
love's
transparency.
In
my
mind,
there's
another
voice
That
rises
up
against
these
pretty
dreams,
It
duly
screams:
"These
are
not
my
needs."
"I
don't
give
a
damn
about
Mona's
street.
I
would
rather
join
the
Merchant
Marines-
Half-crazed,
on
the
deck
of
the
Argentine."
I'll
set
off
in
both
extremes.
Find
the
place
that
calms
the
ache:
Mona,
Marines
or
another
escape.
Returning
yearning
Would
be
a
mistake.
If
I
don't
return-
For
my
sake,
celebrate.
Album
MK Ultra
1 John Dean
2 Death's Superstar
3 The Sick Rose
4 Far from the Fishes
5 The Lesser Beauty
6 Post Office Bomb
7 Twenty Seconds
8 That Strange Flower
9 Strike Another Match
10 Birds Don't Know the Names of Notes
11 Song of Songs
12 Swollen River
13 Mona Vs. the Argentine
14 Joseph of Arimathea
15 Crimson Spider
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