Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
I woke up in a Soho door where a policeman knew my name.
He said, you can't go to sleep at home tonight if you can't get up and walk away.
I staggered back through the underground when the breeze blew black my hair.
I remember throwing punches around and preaching for my chair.
Well, who are you?
I really want to know.
Who are you?
Tell me who are you?
Who are you?
Cause I really want to know.
Who are you?
I took the tube back out of town, back to the rolling pin.
I felt a little like a dying clown with a speaker and tin tip.
I stretched back and I hiccuped and looked back on my busy day.
Eleven hours in the tin pan, God, there's got to be another way.
Well, who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Come on, tell me who are you?
Who are you?
Who the fuck are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Coz I really wanna know
Who are you?
Who are you?
I know there's a place you've walked
Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees
I spill out like a sewer hole
You still receive your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now after such a love as this?
Well, who are you?
Come on, tell me, who are you?
Who are you?
Oh, I really want to know.
Who are you?
Tell me, tell me, who are you?
Who are you?
Come on, come on, who are you?
Ah, who the fuck are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Oh, tell me, who are you?
Who are you?
I really want to know.
Oh, I really want to know.
Come on, tell me, who are you?
You, you, who are you?
