Lord unchain my hands
let me sing inside the crowded trams
let me dance among the traffic jams
we're going to sleep
Dmin
Lord unbind my feet
let me mingle with the good people
Dmin
water rising up into the street
unbind my feet
?The apparition of these faces in
the crowd;
Ezra Pound found the formula
our houses are rectangular
rain still falls on the halls of power
Dmin
and the eagle keeps watch on the old clock tower
Dmin~
On the train I refrain from sitting with head and shoulders bowed
Dmin
but then I saw a pretty girl
whose features stood out in the crowd
I'm just another clown kicking around in Melbourne town
Dmin
so if you ever have the time
and you want to go drink some wine
Lord unchain my hands
let me sing inside the crowded trams
let me dance among the traffic jams
we're going to sleep
Dmin
Lord unbind my feet
let me mingle with the good people
Dmin
water rising up into the street
unbind my feet
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