This is after midnight Anything can happen We might fall in love We could find a doctor to pop the potion But we just might get ripped off This is Sloanes and hobos Helping each other out for a bit of brown This is you and me Inside out in the middle of the town And we don't believe in anything unless anything believes in us So, the girl on the door gets a lift with a limousine straight back to Kings Cross Yeah, we get a lift from whatever we find Yeah, we really work each other up in our prime And surfing channels is a waste of time We just get inside out you know We're just looking out And waiting for a wave to waste the wreck we're in What's the worth in worrying at all There's always someone who knows your pin Yeah, all you need is love, but I've still got hope I've still got hope This is all we've got, so let us not Forget to say a prayer to whatever substitute you use That gets you clean out of your head There's no Great Escape or hidden agenda You've got to keep moving through the crowds You've got to face the world or lose We just get inside out you know