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 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

• After Hours
• All Tomorrow's Parties
• Candy Says
• Chelsea Girls
• Countess from Hong Kong
• Coyote
• European Son
• Femme Fatale
• Here She Comes Now
• Heroin
• I Heard Her Call My Name
• I Love You
• I'll Be Your Mirror
• I'm Not Too Sorry
• I'm Set Free
• I'm Waiting for The Man
• It Was a Pleasure Then
• It's All Right
• It's Just Too Much
• Jesus
• Lady Godivas Operation
• Love Makes You Feel Ten Feet Tall
• Ocean
• Oh Gin
• Over You
• Pale Blue Eyes
• Prominent Men
• Run Run Run
• Sad Song
• Satellite of Love
• Sheltered Life
• Sister Ray
• Some Kinda Love
• Sunday Morning
• Sweet Bonnie Brown
• The Black Angel's Death Song
• The Gift
• The Murder Mystery
• There is No Reason
• There She Goes Again
• Velvet Nursery Rhyme
• Venus in Furs
• Walk & Talk
• White Light/ White Heat