Laying down Your complexion Lay me down one last time Life is a complication Listen I know I'm alone in the fallout Life is a complication Listen I know I'm alone My burden is your blade Your fear to be left alone Go and live your life Defeated by disorder Maybe that's what I need Someone to keep Alone in the fallout Don't ever bury how it feels to Well it's so shameful how they use you For everything you're worth For everything they wanted No. I've been tracing back Everything that you said No need to reason Just speak from your heart People don't care what you've been saying Back to them at all

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... (CHORUS) 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

And for all of the sweet loving that I have received In the sun in the rain By the moon by the sea There is one time that I'm thinking of On time where one woman Did knock me off my feet And my knees were shaking And my jaw was dropping And my eyes were squinting And my smile was growing And my pants were bulging And my hands were sweating And my chest was beating So I cried "excuse me, What is the secret to your soul?" Cause when you're walking along And when you're walking along Your legs are a melody my hands Would like to play And your hips are a not That does take me away And your face and your eyes and your hair And your waist and your smile Drive me to distraction She turned and she gave the evil eye "Why thank you" she said Then she sigh "Oh there's one thing I think you failed to mention" "What?" I said, then she said "It's the rhythm you forgot" And right then I knew what was what And she snuck to my lips And she kissed them She said "Young man, I'll show you some rhythm" And she'll show you some rhythm And since then, ha The ryhthm's been running through my veins In my thoughts in my eyes In my head it's insane It's the thing that does drive me To scream On the street when I think of some Places it's taken me I feel horny when I'm thinking of some of that Rhythm in my mind What she gave, what she gives To me all of the time Say a little bit of sweet loving in your day All my friends know it keeps the Bad thoughts away So sing with your hips my baby When you're dancing to this tune And when this tune is through We'll sneak to some place And continue to... So sing with your hips my baby When you're dancing to this tune And when this tune is through We'll sneak to some place And continue to... She said i'll show you some rhythm And she'll show you some rhythm

Oh this man he wakes up in the morning Don't know where His eyes do squint The sun does glare Stands up yawns Does stretch his limbs Turns his face to the sun And begins to sing Seen many places Done many things I've been drinking from the earth I've see the world from within Had my share of women And I've had my share of fights I've been searching for the moon I've seen some long long nights Shook too many hands And I made too many bets My friends are all gypsies And I laughed before I wept I learnt how to live when I saw that sunrise And now I sing this song about looking on my life Some say you should try to be rich man Some they say you should be number one But my wealth will be inside And will grow under the sun Some say you should try to be rich man Some they say you should be number one But my wealth will be inside And will grow under the sun After hearing this song I feel some warmth on my face I look into the sky And start to feel a sense of place This mans song means something to me My eyes they do open And I sing this melody Might write some mystery Might read some text Might create a family This world I might affect Might be a wise man Might be a fool Be conquering like a tiger Or suffer like a mule Might learn too late But might drift in sleep Might learn how to hide my thoughts And promises to keep All these things my life might see And now I be singing about how my life might be and Some say you should try to be rich man Some they say you should be number one But my wealth will be inside And will grow under the sun Some say you should try to be rich man Some they say you should be number one But my wealth will be inside And will grow under the sun After hearing this song I feel some warmth on my face I look into the sky and start to feel a sense of place This mans song means something to me My eyes do open and I sing this melody Might write some mystery Might read some text Might create a family This world I might affect Might be a wise man Might be a fool Be conquering like a tiger Or suffer like a mule Might learn too late But might drift in sleep Might learn how to hide my thoughts And promises to keep All these things my life might see And now I be singing about how my life might be and Some say you should try to be rich man Some they say you should be number one But my wealth will be inside And will grow under the sun Some say you should try to be rich man Some they say you should be number one But my wealth will be inside And will grow under the sun

Take 4679, part two, hour eight, hour eight Yeah Heaven is a place here on your floor I'm falling off the carpet edge, and it's a long way down, down I laid before the monuments of love Now I'm buried underneath them So maybe when we're old or dead, then we could all hang out But probably not No one likes this anyway, anyway, anyway No one likes this anyway, anyway So tell me what I want, and only what I want Tell me what I want to hear now Now You only see the dark side of my love (love) A fetish for the afterlife, and dented microphones sharp enough to cut Now our lips are bleeding from the touch But you don't see the difference between the color of the dry blood and the rust (let's go) Well, so, tell me what I want, only what I want Tell me what I want to hear (now) Tell me what I want, only what I want Tell me what I want to hear What if I told you I'm phasing out And I'm not wearing any skin? I hope you leave a scar Or can we just get deeper Heaven is a place we can't afford Life goes on and on The breeze feels nice Maybe I should find that I have a ride 'cause No one likes us anyway, anyway, anyway No one likes this anyway, anyway Tell me what I want, only what I want Tell me what I want to hear Tell me what I want, and only what I want Tell me what I want to hear