Lord unchain my hands 

Let me sing inside the crowded trams 

Let me dance among the traffic jams 

We're going to sleep 

On the St Kilda sands 



Lord unbind my feet 

Let me mingle with the good people 

We meet 

Water rising up into the street 

Unbind my feet 



'The apparition of these faces in 

The crowd; 

Petals on a wet black bough" 

Ezra Pound found the formula 

Our houses are rectangular 

But life is curved not angular 

So when things start to strangular 

Remember 

Rain still falls on the halls of power 

New babies being born every hour 

And the eagle keeps watch on the old clock tower 

Over me... 



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On the train I refrain from sitting with head and shoulders bowed 

They told me time is of the essence 

No wandering allowed 

But then I saw a pretty girl 

Whose features stood out in the crowd 

Went ten minutes past my stop waiting for her to look around 

I'm just another clown kicking around in Melbourne town 

Cooling out, relaxing watching the 

World go round 

So if you ever have the time 

And you want to go drink some wine 

I'd rather greet you with a smile 

Than greet you with a frown... 



Lord unchain my hands 

Let me sing inside the crowded trams 

Let me dance among the traffic jams 

We're going to sleep 

On the St Kilda sands 



Lord unbind my feet 

Let me mingle with the good people 

We meet 

Water rising up into the street 

Unbind my feet