Who Are You (Edit)

Who are you?
Who? Who? Who? Who?
Who are you?
Who? Who? Who? Who?
Who are you?
Who? Who? Who? Who?
Who are you?
Who? Who? Who? Who?

I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said, "You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away"

I staggered back to the underground
And then breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin' punches around
And preachin' from my chair

Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who? Who? Who? Who?)
I really wanna know (Who are you? Who? Who? Who? Who?)
Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who? Who? Who? Who?)
'Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who? Who? Who? Who?)

I took the tube back out of town
Back to the Rolling Pin
I felt a little like a dying clown
With a streak of Rin Tin Tin

I stretched back and I hiccupped
And looked back on my busy day
11 hours in the Tin Pan
God, there's got to be another way

Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who? Who? Who? Who?)
Oh, who are you? (Who are you? Who? Who? Who? Who?)
Come on, tell me, who are you (Who are you? Who? Who? Who? Who?)
Oh, who the fuck are you? (Who are you? Who? Who? Who? Who?)

Who are you?

Who are you?
Who? Who? Who? Who?
Who are you?
Who? Who? Who? Who?
Who are you?
Who? Who? Who? Who?
Who are you?
Who? Who? Who? Who?

I really wanna know (Who are you? Who? Who? Who? Who?)
I really wanna know (Who are you? Who? Who? Who? Who?)
Who are you? (Who are you? Who? Who? Who? Who?)
Oh, tell me who are you (Who are you? Who?)

I really wanna know
Oh, I really wanna know
Come on, tell me who are you, you, you
Oh, you (yeah)