Off of highway five

I won't tell you the exit

Is a filthy rest stop

Men are having sex at

They leave condoms on the ground

For innocent dogs to eat

They leave syringes in the grass

For stepping on with bare feet

Kids from my home town

Busted for petty stealing

Find themselves sentenced

To rest stop cleaning

I don't want to be the kettle

That called the pot black

But this rehabilitation scheme

Is the wrong attack

Kids need role models

Like the four freshmen or mercyful fate

Punish them with rest stop cleaning

And beware the monsters you create

Kids from my home town

Punished by their very birth

Let them work fast food jobs

Let them prove their worth