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Colum Sands
	Year:	2007
	Album:	Live in concert
	Song:	Look where I've ended up now
Words & Music Colum Sands, Elm Grove Music Colum Sands: Vocals, guitar
Good evening my friends and my thanks to you all for being here when you could be at home If it weren't for you, I might be there too for I'd hate to be here on my own Singing songs that I found in the back of the back of beyond and the places that lie in between Songs for the times that you dream of and the times when you wish you could dream Chorus: I've traveled through hedges and ditches in search of the reason and rhyme I've been to the place where nine stitches can be saved by the one made in time I've heard of the cat and the fiddle and the moon looking up at the cow I've read everything from Luke to I Ching and look where I've ended up now Look where I've ended up now Ah security's getting more dangerous, there's so much to remember and know Your passport your pincode your password your postcode you're pestered wherever you go And all of your baggage is surplus if you travel with more than a smile Prepare to drink ink if you carry a pen, and hang round in the airport a while There are times when I feel I am in the wrong place hearing things that I don't need to hear I keep meeting people who talk to themselves with things hanging out of their ear "I'm here in the airport, the café the car, I'll call you tomorrow from Rome" With so many paying to shout where they are, you'd wonder if anyone's home.. Chorus And the damp and the rates keep on rising, I'll tell you no more than the truth There's rain coming in through the ceiling and the water bills gone through the roof There's a hole in the bucket of ozone, there's a whole lot of work to be done And the girls who were screaming at Boyzone are now screaming at boys of their own.. For we've run out of batteries and patience, big brother is taking his toll Remote controllers all over the house we have not the remotest control On the ones who we went and elected, the power has gone straight to their heads There's money for weapons and war games, nothing for hospital beds Chorus