when you drive down main street in a passing car there s ain t nothing to do that ain t a cold dark bar yeah that much i know no neon light no movie stars just the same old place where your weekend starts on a friday night he does the whisky and she takes the gin come on mama we re gonna do it again we ll split when the coast is clear out through the alley and the parking lot up round the back to the old rooftops to get a good look around oh i see no big ideas boarded up shops after all these years in my home town yeah you know it s not a pretty sight it s just new london on a friday night well he had a belly full of liquor a she had his baby from that one night stay and then he had to go he picked it up and put it down again one bad habit got the best of him god rest his soul shots rang out and then his baby cry in front of ernie s bar all them flashing lights people crowding round who is that laying in a pool of blood man thank god it wasn t one us no not this time yeah it s just new london on a friday night a downtown strip it s got a bit of soul loneliness that makes your heart grow cold yeah night after night a whisky river and a flood of sin well come on boys don t let it do you in although it may try there s not need to make a fuss there s plenty of room here for all of us yeah in this small town band keeps playing til the final call we all had too much alcohol but it s alright it s alright hey it s just new london on a friday night 