All Tomorrows Parties
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Текст, перевод и аккорды “All Tomorrows Parties”
- (reed) 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 nights gowns To all tomorrow?s parties And what will she do with thursdays rags When monday comes around? Shell 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 thursdays 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 For all tomorrow?s parties
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