Baby Grace A Horrid Cassette Lyrics by David Bowie

Baby Grace A Horrid Cassette Lyrics

    Test, testing, testing
    This, hmmm, Grace is my name
    And and I was...hm...
    It was that phot... a fading photograph of
    A patch, a patchwork quilt.
    And they've put me on these
    Ramona put me on these interest drugs
    So I'm thinking bit too fast like a brain hatch
    And ah they won't let me see anybody
    If I want to sometimes and I ask
    I can hear some pop...popular musics
    And aftershocks. (SNEEZE)
    See I've been watching a television of um... in the homelands
    That's the new homelands and um that's all I can remember
    And now they just want me to be quiet
    And I think something is going to be horrid.

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