Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
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
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
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin' punches around
And preachin' from my chair
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