In 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 shall she do
When midnight 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
Why silks and linens of yesterday'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
For all tomorrow's parties


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All Tomorrow's Parties Lyrics as written by Lou Reed

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    General Comment

    To all the folks who say this is about the folks at Andy Warhol's Factory, Lou wrote this song well before meeting Andy or being at the Factory. It is on their 1965 demo, the first disc on the box set.

    Apparently it was Andy's favorite song of theirs, but it was not inspired by him or his scene.

    leamancon April 23, 2009   Link

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