Japan - All Tomorrows Parties Lyrics
And what costume shall the poor girl wearTo all tomorrows parties?A hand-me-down dress from who knows whereTo all tomorrows partiesWhere will she go, what shall she doWhen midnight comes around?She'll turn once more to Sunday's clownAnd cry behind the doorAnd what costume shall the poor girl wearTo all tomorrows parties?Why silken trimmings of yesterday's gownTo all tomorrows parties?What shall she do with Thursday's ragsWhen Monday comes around?She'll turn once more to Sunday's clownAnd cry behind the doorAnd what costume shall the poor girl wearTo all tomorrows parties?For Thursday's child is Sunday's clownFor whom none will go mourningA blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gownOf rags and silks, a costumeFit for one who sits and criesFor all tomorrows parties