David Bowie - "Segue-Baby Grace (A Horrid Cassette)" lyrics

Test, testing, testing
This, hmmm, Grace is my name
It was that phot... a fading photograph of
And and I was...um...
And they've put me on these
A patch, a patchwork quilt.
Ramona put me on these interest drugs
And, ah, they won't let me see anybody
I can still hear some pop...popular musics
So I'm thinking very, too, bit too fast like a brain hatch
That's the new homelands and, um, that's all I can remember
And aftershocks. (Ahhh-choo)
If I want to sometimes and I ask
See I've been watching a television of, um... in the homelands
And now they just want me to be quiet
And I think something is going to be horrid