Robyn Hitchcock What You Is
You might have been a villain
With a capital V
You might have had a plane to catch
And left your family
It doesn't matter what you was
It's what you is and what you is
And what you are
You might have been a mid wife
Trying to help somebody in
You might have been a cardinal
With an A to Z of skin
Open up your window
Honey, let me in
You might have been Columbia
Releasing orange 45's
(How does it feel?)
You might have been the empress bee
In her furry little hive
(Buzz, buzz)
All the other bees
It doesn't matter what you was
It's what you is and what you is
And what you are
Well, you've got to come from somewhere
But you don't have to go back there anymore
Hey
You might have been the police
Knock, knock, knocking at the door
You might have been a nice young man
On a nice young floor
It doesn't matter what you was
It's what you is and what you is
And what you are
One more, yeah
It doesn't matter what you was
It's what you is and what you is
And what you are
You might be looking innocent
Umm, deep inside you're not
You might be feeling guilty
Just a little not a lot
It doesn't matter what you was
It's what you is and what you is
And what you are, yeah
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey
