Luyện nghe bài hát All Tomorrow's Parties

And what costume shall the girl wear
To all tomorrow's
A hand-me-down dress from who where
To all tomorrow's

And where will she go and what she do
When midnight comes
She'll turn more to Sunday's gown
And cry behind the

And costume shall the poor girl wear
To all parties
Why silks and plumes of yesterday's
To all tomorrow's

And what shall she do with Thursday's
When Monday comes
turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the

And what costume the poor girl wear
To all parties
For Thursday's child is clown
For whom none will go

A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down
Of and silks, a costume
Fit for one who sits and
For all tomorrow's