Perfect Chemistry
You step outside
To find the world is changing
Under your feet.
Somewhere in the past
Is the world you once knew
Soon you'll find that freedom
Is not so sweet.
I can't imagine why you'd throw it all away
After everything I've said to you today.
When you turn around to tind there's no-one
Then you'll finally realise what you've done.
I gave you everything
(Everything I had)
Endlessly believing your love was true.
You will never know
Just how it hurt
To find that you were turning to someone new.
I kn
All Tomorrow's Parties
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 be
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
It's fine for one who sits and cries
For all tomorrow's parties
This song was originally performed by the Velvet Underground.