All Tomorrows Parties
Icehouse Lyrics


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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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Icehouse's song "All Tomorrow's Parties" delve into themes of societal pressure and conformity, focusing on the idea of a poor girl who is forced to wear hand-me-down dresses to all of the parties she attends. In the first verse, the singer wonders what costume the girl will wear to these events, and suggests that she will likely be wearing a dress passed down from someone else. As midnight approaches, the girl will turn back into the "Sunday's clown," the persona she adopts in order to fit in with the crowd, but behind closed doors she will be crying.


The second verse continues with the theme of the girl's worn-out clothing, asking what she will do with her clothes from Thursday when Monday rolls around. Again, the singer suggests that the girl will return to her Sunday clown persona and cry alone. The final verse reveals that the girl is a "Thursday's child," a superstitious phrase that suggests she is unlucky or bound for misfortune. The singer describes her costume as a blackened shroud, a symbol of mourning, and implies that she is resigned to sitting and crying at all of the events she attends.


Icehouse's "All Tomorrow's Parties" is a poignant commentary on the ways in which we conform to societal expectations, and the toll that conformity can take on individuals. It suggests that the pressure to fit in and look a certain way can be overwhelming, and that even those who appear to be having a good time may be experiencing deep inner turmoil. The song's melancholic melody and haunting lyrics make it a powerful exploration of these themes, resonating with listeners decades after its release.


Line by Line Meaning

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
The singer wonders what outfit the less fortunate girl will wear


To all tomorrow's parties
At all the future events


A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
A used dress of unknown origin


To all tomorrow's parties
For all upcoming social occasions


And where will she go and what shall she do
The artist questions where the girl will be and what she will do


When midnight comes around
At midnight


She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
She will return to her sad self again


And cry behind the door
She will weep in solitude


And what costume shall the poor girl wear
The artist repeats his inquiry about the girl's attire


To all tomorrow's parties
For all future social events


Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns
She may wear formerly elegant materials


To all tomorrow's parties
At all the upcoming gatherings


And what will she do with Thursday's rags
The singer wonders about her clothes from Thursday


When Monday comes around
At the start of the following week


She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
She will relapse into sadness


And cry behind the door
She will weep in isolation


And what costume shall the poor girl wear
The artist reiterates his question about the girl's outfit


To all tomorrow's parties
For all future social events


For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown
She is a sad person all the time


For whom none will go mourning
Nobody will lament her passing


A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown
She will wear a used and worn outfit


Of rags and silks, a costume
Her outfit will be a mix of fine and poor fabrics


Fit for one who sits and cries
The attire is appropriate for a person who weeps often


For all tomorrow's parties
At all upcoming events




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