Pulnoc - All Tomorrow's Parties lyrics

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And what costume shall the poor girl wear<br />

To all tomorrow's parties<br />

A hand-me-down dress from who knows where<br />

To all tomorrow's parties<br />

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And where will she go and what shall she do<br />

When midnight comes around<br />

She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown<br />

And cry behind the door<br />

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And what costume shall the poor girl wear<br />

To all tomorrow's parties<br />

Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns<br />

To all tomorrow's parties<br />

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And what will she do with Thursday's rags<br />

When Monday comes around<br />

She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown<br />

And cry behind the door<br />

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And what costume shall the poor girl wear<br />

To all tomorrow's parties<br />

For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown<br />

For whom none will go mourning<br />

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A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown<br />

Of rags and silks, a costume<br />

Fit for one who sits and cries<br />

For all tomorrow's parties