David BowieSegue: Baby Grace [A Horrid Cassette]

Test, testing, testing This, hmm, Grace is my name And, and I was, hmm 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 See I've been, 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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