"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.Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?) I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)"
January 1, 1970