Track byCinema Screen Singers
I woke up in a Soho doorway A policeman to 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 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? I took a tube back outta 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 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? Who are you? Ooh wa ooh wa, Ooh wa ooh wa