Texty: Concrete Blonde. Classic Masters. Tomorrow, Wendy.

It is complete now, two ends of time are neatly tied
A 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"
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, is going to die"
Tomorrow Wendy is going to die

I told the priest, don't count on any second coming
God got his ass kicked the first time he came down here slumming
He had the balls to come, 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 is going to die

Hey, hey, good bye
Tomorrow Wendy is going to cry
Tomorrow Wendy is going to cry

Only God says jump, so I set the time
'Cause if He ever saw it, it was through these eyes of mine
And if He ever suffered it was me who did His crying yeah
Hey hey, good bye, tomorrow Wendy is going to cry
(Tomorrow Wendy is going to die)
Tomorrow Wendy is going to die
(Tomorrow Wendy is going to cry)
Tomorrow Wendy is going to cry

Hey, hey, good bye, tomorrow Wendy is going to cry
Hey, hey, good bye, tomorrow Wendy is going to cry
(Tomorrow Wendy is going to cry)
Tomorrow Wendy is going to cry