Look At Me I'm You

Look at me I'm you, look at me I'm you

Well, well, if it's not another day

Should have known it would come again

Oh well, I had best be on my way

Down the road in the pouring rain

The air is filled with coal dust

From smokey chimney pots

The rain is making mirrors

And everything I see just seems to rot

Poor old Charlie, you're so poorly

Why don't you go back to bed

Sweet dreams give your mind a chance to

Look at me I'm you, look at me I'm you

Look at me I'm you, look at me I'm you

Well, well, Charlie MacIntosh I am

It is all that has stuck with me

Farewell, little boy you are a man

MacIntosh sells machinery

My life has dragged along in

A most depressing way

All that seemed right was wrong and

Echoes around my empty thoughts today

Charlie boy!

Poor old Charlie, he was poorly (Well well, if it's not another day)

For a long time. Now he's passed on. (Oh well, I had best be on my way)

Look at me I'm you, look at me I'm you

Look at me I'm you, look at me I'm you… (Repeat 5 times)