It [bad word] now the two ends of time are neatly tied.
 one-way street, she's walking to the end of the line.
 And there she meets the faces she keeps in her heart and mind.

 They say 'good bye' Tomorrow, Wendy, you're going to die.
 They say 'good bye' Tomorrow, Wendy, you're going to die.

 Underneath the chilly gray November sky
 We can make believe that Kennedy is still alive and
 We're shooting for the moon and smiling Jackie's driving by and

 They say 'good try'
 Tomorrow Wendy's going to die.
 Tomorrow Wendy's going to die.

 I told the priest, don't count on any [bad word] 
 God got his [bad word] kicked the first time he came down here slumming.
 He had the balls [bad word]  the gall to die and then forgive us.
 No, I don't wonder why, I wonder what he thought it would get us.
 Hey, hey, good bye.
 Tomorrow Wendy's going to die.

 Hey, hey, good bye.
 Tomorrow Wendy's going to die.
 Tomorrow Wendy's going to die.

 Hey, hey, good bye.
 Tomorrow Wendy's going to die.
 Tomorrow Wendy's going to die.

 Only God says jump,
 So I set the time
 'Cause if he ever saw her
 It was through these eyes of mine!
 And if he ever suffered it was me who did his crying.

 Hey hey, good bye.
 Tomorrow Wendy's going to die
 (Tomorrow Wendy's going to die)
 Tomorrow Wendy's going to die
 (Tomorrow Wendy's going to die)
 Tomorrow Wendy'd going to die

 Hey, hey, good bye
 Tomorrow Wendy's going to die

 Hey, hey, good bye
 Tomorrow Wendy's going to die
 Tomorrow Wendy's going to die
 Tomorrow Wendys going to die

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