I woke up in a Soho doorway
The 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
The breeze blew back my hair
I remembered throwing punches around
And preachin' from my chair

Who are you
Who who who who
Who are you
Who who who who

I took the tube back out of town
Home to the rolling pin
I felt a little like a dying clown
But with a streak of Rin Tin Tin
I stretched back and I hiccuped
Looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the tin pan
God there's got to be another way

Who are you
Who who who who
Who are you
Who who who who

There's a place where I know you walked
The 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
Yet still receive your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone new
After such a love as this

Who are you
Who who who who
Who are you
Who who who who

Written By PETE TOWNSHEND

Lyrics © SPIRIT MUSIC GROUP, Universal Music Publishing Group


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