People please indulge me A story I must tell For I'm fresh back from the famine I've seen the rings of hell Like a zombie on the highway I was drowning in the rain I went looking for redemption On the streets of Castlemaine Well the last thing I remember I was scratching like a dog Voices in the dead of night Howling in the fog I saw a tall lonely figure He was calling out my name “Do you come here seeking refuge boy, on the streets of Castlemaine?” I said “Man I do not know you Are you friend or foe?” He said “Our paths have crossed before Many lives ago. I am guru of this village, the keeper of the flame For those in need of comfort On the streets of Castlemaine!” I'm so free! I'm so free! I went looking for religion I'm so free! I'm so free! I was only seeking refuge There was every kind of guru And every kind of priest Every kind of holy man, living and deceased So I joined the congregation I dragged my ball and chain I served my time out faithfully On the streets of Castlemaine Well I joined the walking wounded The blinded and the meek I saw them take their sacraments Naked in the creek And the guru on the hilltop With his finger of blame He was preaching fire and brimstone On the streets of Castlemaine I'm so free! I'm so free! I was looking for religion I'm so free! I'm so free! Oh they branded me a hypocrite A liar and a thief And though earned my ticket of leave There was no relief From the bitterness and rancour The hour I did complain They sent me howling down the highway From the streets The streets of Castlemaine I'm so free! I'm so free! I'm so free! I'm so free! I'm so free! I'm so free!