Inhaler - Hooverphonic
Written by：Pete Townshend
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 throwing punches around
And preaching from my chair
Well who are you who are you who who who who
I really want to know who are you who who who who
I really want to know who are you who who who who
I took the tube back out of town
Back to the rolling 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 who the have you who are you who who who who
Who are you
Who are you
Who who who who
Who are you
Who who who who
I really want to know who are you who who who who
Come on tell me who are you who are you who who
I really want to know
I really want to know
I don't tell me who are you
Who are you
