The Who - Who Are You (Live 8)

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

chorus:
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

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?)
Who the fuck are you? (Who are
you? Who, who, who, who?)

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?

I really wanna know (Who are
you? Who, who, who, who?)
Oh, Who the fuck are you? (Who are
you? Who, who, who, who?)