Bryan Ferry Taxi All Tomorrow's 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 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 For all tomorrow´s parties |
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