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 shourd, a hand-me-down gown
Of rags and silks, a costume
Fit for one who sits and cries
For all tomorrow's parties
~The Velvet Underground
To all tomorrow's parties
For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown
For whom none will go mourning
A blackened shourd, a hand-me-down gown
Of rags and silks, a costume
Fit for one who sits and cries
For all tomorrow's parties
~The Velvet Underground
