Still waiting for the cure

"This is for any of you who knows anyone who has lost anyone.

This is a song about Wendy, by a friend of ours named Andy Prieboy, of Wall of Voodoo.

This is a song about a woman with AIDS, which someone in this room has, a few of these people in this room has...

And you'll go through it, you'll know it, we should stop it...this is for Wendy." --Johnette Napolitano

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 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.

But 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...

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