| It is complete, now
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| Two ends of time are neatly tied
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| A one-way street
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| She’s walking to end of the line
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| And there she meets
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| The faces she keeps in her heart and mind
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| They say, «Goodbye»
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| Tomorrow, Wendy you’re going to die
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| Tomorrow, Wendy you’re going to die
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| Underneath the chilly gray November sky
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| We can make believe that Kennedy is still alive
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| And we’re shooting for the moon
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| And smiling Jack is driving by
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| And they say, «Good try»
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| Tomorrow, Wendy you’re going to die
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| Tomorrow, Wendy is going to die
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| I told the priest
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| Don’t count on any second coming
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| God got his ass kicked
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| The first time he came down here slumming
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| He had the balls to come
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| The gall to die and then forgive us
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| No, I don’t wonder why
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| I wonder what he thought it would get us
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| Hey, hey, goodbye
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| Tomorrow, Wendy is going to die
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| Hey, hey, good bye
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| Tomorrow, Wendy is going to die
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| Tomorrow, Wendy is going to die
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| Only God says, «Jump»
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| So I set the time
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| Cause if he ever saw it
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| It was through these eyes of mine
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| And if he ever suffered
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| It was me who did his crying
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| Hey, hey, goodbye
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| Tomorrow, Wendy is going to die
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| (Tomorrow, Wendy is going to die)
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| Tomorrow, Wendy is going to die
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| (Tomorrow, Wendy is going to die)
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| Tomorrow, Wendy is going to die
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| Hey, hey, goodbye
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| Tomorrow, Wendy is going to die
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| Hey, hey, goodbye
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| Tomorrow, Wendy is going to die
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| Tomorrow, Wendy is going to die
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| Tomorrow, Wendy is going to die |