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
20th 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
20th 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 20th 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
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
20th 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
20th century dies
Toll the bell
Pay the private eye
All`s well
20th century dies
All`s well
20th century dies
All`s well
All`s well, all`s well
Toll the bell
Pay the private eye
All`s well
20th century dies
Toll the bell
Pay the private eye
All`s well
20th century dies