Текст песни David Bowie -  Baby Grace (A Horrid Cassette)   
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Test, testing, testing 
This, hmmm, Grace is my name  
And and I was...um... 
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 very too 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 still hear some pop...popular musics and aftershocks. (Ahhh-choo) 
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