Luyện nghe bài hát The Crowd

Lord unchain my
let me sing inside the trams
let me dance among the traffic
we're to sleep
on the St Kilda

Lord my feet
let me mingle with the good we meet
water rising up the street
my feet

'The apparition of faces in the crowd;
on a wet black bough'
Ezra Pound the formula
our houses are
but life is not angular
so when start to strangular

rain falls on the halls of power
new being born every hour
and the eagle watch on the old
tower
me. . .

On the I refrain from sitting with
head and bowed
they me time is of the essence
no wandering
but I saw a pretty girl
whos features out in the crowd
went ten past my stop waiting for
her to look
I'm just another kicking around in
Melbourne
cooling out, watching the
go round
so if you ever the time
and you want to go drink some
I'd rather you with a smile
than greet you a frown. . .

unchain my hands
let me sing the crowded trams
let me dance among the jams
going to sleep
on the St sands

unbind my feet
let me mingle the good people
we
water up into the street
unbind my