Текст песни David Bowie - Baby Grace (A Horrid Cassette)
David Bowie - Baby Grace (A Horrid Cassette) слова песни
Test, testing, testingThis, 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 theseRamona put me on these interest drugs So I`m thinking very, too, bit too fast like a brain patchAnd ah they won`t let me see anybodyIf I want to sometimes and I askI can still hear some pop...popular musics And aftershocks. (Ahhh-choo)See I`ve been watching a television of um... in the homelandsThat`s the new homelands and um that`s all I can rememberAnd now they just want me to be quietAnd I think something is going to be horrid