Strange Days in Chippendale

Richard Clapton

I been shufflin' down the Redfern streets,
Backyards without a lawn
And the yella haze that's in the air,
It seems to grab your lungs.

I been standin' downtown Central,
Leavin' teardrops on the ground,
And I feel so isolated,
I'm scared of sinking down.

Each and every day,
Life goes on the same,
And it seems there is no chance,
For a lonesome Redfern man.

Down in ever dingy hallway,
And every lifeless mind,
They all got so past caring,
That they've been left behind.

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