Lyrics by Bowie, music by Bowie/Gabrels/Garson/Kizilcay/Campbell.
Thanks to Guy Polak and Debbie Fisher, firstname.lastname@example.org for helping with these lyrics.
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 patch 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