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 
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 the breeze blew back my hair 
I remember throwin' punches around 
And preachin' from my chair 
 [bad word]  
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 Rollin' 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 
Eleven hours in the Tin Pan 
God, there's got to be another way 

Who are you? 
Ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ... 

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? 
 [bad word]  

I know there's a place you walked 
Where love falls from the trees 
My heart is like a broken cup 
I only feel right on my knees 

I spit out like a sewer hole 
Yet still recieve your kiss 
How can I measure up to anyone now 
After such a love as this? 
 [bad word]