A little boy came up to me with a question,
he was looking for some advice on his own life.
I told him I was young, but I had a little wisdom,
he didn't think it'd really go quite like...
People judge books by covers,
say, "Hey there brother."
Who are you? I know I've made mistakes in my day.
Who are you? I know I'm better off this way.
The very next day I saw that boy at the station,
his face was red, his eye was black, the blood was bright.
I said, "Hey buddy, where was the invitation?"
I didn't think my advice would go quite right...
But then he said, "Some kids judge by covers,
but i sure showed them brother!"
Who are you? I know I've made mistakes in my day.
Who are you? I know I'm better off this way.
(Yah i know we've made mistakes in our day, but tell 'em now)
Whoa oh oh, oh oh
Who are you?!
Who are you? I know I've made mistakes in my day.
Who are you? I know I'm better off this way.