All Tomorrow’s Parties

Lyrics
[Verse 1] What costume shall a poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties? Hand-me-down gown from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties Where will she go and what shall she do When midnight comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door [Verse 2] What costume shall a poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties? Why silks and shreds of yesterday's gowns To all tomorrow's parties? What will she do with Thursday's rags When Monday comes around? She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door [Verse 3] What costume shall a poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties? For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown For whom none will go mourning Blackened shroud, hand-me-down gown Of rags and silks, a costume Fit for one who sits and criеs At all tomorrow's parties
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Credits
- Writers
- Lou Reed