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 Watch the days go by All's well 23rd 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 paradise All's well No I have not been to paradise
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, turning As the 23rd 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