Me and an old friend

Turning god’s love in the Christian stations

We’ve seen our share of naughty smiles from the lord

But this time of night there’s no sign of him or anyone

But the passing prowl of police

Just catch us on our best behavior

There’s no doing wrong this time of night

All the lights flashing yellow

All the world is counting sheep

Just wait till you catch us on our best behavior

Me and an old friend in a pickup

Laugh at the things nobody ever does

We still know how to walk alone

I’m too proud to pray

As we do this alone

There’s just no sign of him or anyone

The passing prowl of police