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All Tomorrow's Parties



And what costume shall the poor girl wear

To All Tomorrow's Parties

A hand-me-down dress from who knows where

To All Tomorrow's Parties

And where will she go and what she gonna do

When midnight comes around

She turn once more to Sunday's clown

And cry behind the door

And what costume shall the poor girl wear

To All Tomorrow's Parties

Linens and silks of last night's gowns

To All Tomorrow's Parties

And 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

And what costume shall the poor girl wear

To All Tomorrow's Parties

For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown

For whom none will go mourning

A blackened shroud a hand-me-down gown

Of rags and silks; a costume

Fit for one who sits and cries

To All Tomorrow's Parties

Přidal: Markétka dne 20. 01. 2006 v 22:36.
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