"The Crowd"

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 bow"
Ezra Pound found the formula
Our houses are rectangular
But life is curved not angular
So when things start to strangle ya
(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.

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.

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
Just 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 got 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.