Lyrics:

(Originally written and recorded by The Velvet Underground.) And what costume shall that poor girls wear To all tomorrows parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrows parties And where will she go and what shall she do When midnight comes around Shell turn once more to Sundays clown And cry behinds the door And what costume shall that poor girls wear To all tomorrows parties Why silks and linens of yesterdays gowns To all tomorrows parties And what will she do with yesterdays rags When Monday comes around Shell turn once more to Sundays clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall that poor girls wear To all tomorrows parties For Thursdays child is Sundays clown For whom none will go mourning A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown Of rags ans silks, a costume Fit for the one who sits and cries For all tomoroows parties