Baby Grace is the victim She was 14 years of age And the wheels are turning, turning For the finger points at me (All's well) But I have not been to Oxford Town (All's well) No, I have not been to Oxford Town Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well Twentieth century dies And the prison priests are decent My attorney seems sincere I fear my days are numbered Lord, get me out of here (All's well) But I have not been to Oxford Town (All's well) But I have not been to Oxford Town Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well Twentieth century dies This is your shadow on my wall This is my flesh and blood This is what I could've been And the wheels are turning and turning As the twentieth century dies If I had not ripped the fabric If time had not stood still If I had not met Ramona If I'd only paid my bill (All's well) I have not been to Oxford Town (All's well) But I have not been to Oxford Town Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well Twentieth century dies This is my bunk with two sheets This is my food though foul This is what I could have been Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well Twentieth century dies Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well Twentieth century dies All's well Twentieth century dies All's well All's well All's well Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well Twentieth century dies Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well Twentieth century dies
Written by: David Bowie