Tomorrow Wendy (Letra)

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It is complete now two ends of time are neatly tied
A one-way street, she? walking to end of the line
And there she meets the faces she keeps in her heart and mind

They say ‘good byeTomorrow, Wendy, you?e going to die
They say ‘good byeTomorrow, Wendy, you?e going to die

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

They say ‘good tryTomorrow Wendy is going to die
Tomorrow Wendy is going to die

I told the priest, ?on? 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? wonder why, I wonder what he thought it would get us?
Hey, hey, good bye
Tomorrow Wendy? going to die

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

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

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

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

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Tomorrow, Wendy (Letra)

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Original version by andy prieboy

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 sees in
Her heart and mind

They say – goodbye – tomorrow wendy’s
Going to die
Underneath the chilly grey november sky
We can make believe
That kennedy is still alive
We’re shooting for the moon and smiling
Jackie’s driving by

They say – good try –
Tomorrow wendy’s 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 try –
Tomorrow wendy’s going to die