I Have Not Been to Oxford Town (Live)

Baby Grace is the victim

She was fourteen years of age

And the wheels are turning turning

For the finger points at me

All's well

Eee eee

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

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

Feel's feel

But I have not been to Oxford town

All's well

But I have not been to Oxford town

Toll the bell

Baby baby

Pay the private eye

Baby baby

All's well

Baby baby

Twentieth century dies

Baby baby

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 this Twentieth century dies

If I had not ripped the fabric

If time had not stood still

If I had not met Ramona

If I had only make 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

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

Baby

Pay the private eye

Baby

All's well

Baby

Twentieth century dies

Baby

Toll the bell

Baby

Pay the private eye

Baby

All's well

Baby

Twentieth century dies

Baby

All's well

Baby

Twentieth century dies

Baby

All's well

Baby

All's well

Baby

All's well

Baby

Toll the bell

Baby

Pay the private eye

Baby

All's well

Baby

Twentieth century dies

Baby

Toll the bell

Baby

Pay the private eye

Baby

All's well

Baby

Twentieth century dies

Baby

Baby

Baby

Baby