Lyrics:

If I make a mark in time, I cant say the mark is mine.
Im only the underline of the Word.
Yes, Im like him, just like you, I cant tell you what to do.
Like everybody else Im searching thru what Ive heard.

Chorus:
Whoa, Where do you go? When you dont want no one to know?
Who told tomorrow Tuesdays dead

Oh preacher wont you paint my dream, wont you show me where youve been
Show me what I havent seen to ease my mind.
Cause I will learn to understand, if I have a helping hand.
I wouldnt make another demand all my life.

Chorus:
Whoa, Where do you go? When you dont want no one to know?
Who told tomorrow Tuesdays dead

Whats my sex, whats my name, all in all its all the same.
Everybody plays a different game, that is all.
Now, man may live, man may die searching for the question why.
But if he tries to rule the sky he must fall.

Chorus:
Whoa, Where do you go? When you dont want no one to know?
Who told tomorrow Tuesdays dead

Now every second on the nose, the humdrum of the city grows.
reaching out beyond the throes of our time.
We must try to shake it down. Do our best to break the ground.
Try to turn the world around one more time.
Yeah, we must try to shake it down do our best to break the ground
Try to turn the world around one more time

Chorus:
Whoa, Where do you go? When you dont want no one to know?
Who told tomorrow Tuesdays dead