You say it's the best, when you come walking in
Back from the west, and here it comes again
The moons collide, but you've got another thing coming
It is in the end, just as it was in the beginning
I don't know where you're going, where you're going, where you're going
But you've gotta go
No time for whinin', no time for cryin'
The son of sam, the late night picture shows
Back from the dead, and a knife fight in the cold
I knocked them back, you were getting rid of that ghost
I don't know where you're going, where you're going, where you're going
But we turned into the song
And it went too long
I don't know where you're going, where you're going
You say it's the best, when you come walking in
Back from the dead, and here you come again
Those world collide, but you've got another thing coming
I don't know where you're going, where you're going, where
But you've gotta go
No time for whinin', no time for cryin'
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