We're not strong enough   We're not young enough   We're not alone enough, or cold enough   Emotionally we're not even old enough      Late at night, we're in a video-game dream   There is no lover in this numbered scene   We summon every childhood ghost we've seen   Then suddenly we hear that Mike Post Theme      Everything is all right   We've prayed today   Everything is okay   We played today      Late at night on the underground train   Through endless suburbs in endless pain   Deep in the tunnel under the London rain   Suddenly we hear Mike Post again      Everything is all right   We prayed today   If there really is a God   We should be laid today      We watch those films that make men cry   Young lovers kiss, then fight and die   We start to yearn, we climb the vine   We have to face the truth some time      We're not strong enough   We're not young enough   We're not alone enough, or cold enough   Emotionally we're not even old enough   For love, for love      But late at night we find the racing tame   We're faced with women and a reality game   We feel alive, we feel new and blind   We're hearing Mike Post in the air this time      Everything is all right   We prayed today   If there really is a God   We should get laid today      There comes a time in every little punk's life   When he has to right a song for his common-law wife   We make our women wait until they wanna scream   But we can always whistle that Mike Post Theme      Everything is all right   We prayed today   If there really is a God   We should get laid today      We watch those films that make men cry   Young lovers kiss, then fight and die   We start to yearn, we climb the vine   We have to face the truth some time