You've really made an effort with the kids here in your town You talked to them bout safety and bout keepin' speadin' down And then you hear somebody talking low He's just a silly stupid cop on Highway patrol You stopped them on the highway and each time you will explain A car is like a weapon and that drivin's not a game They'll listen and they'll be polite to you But you can't see the things you say just ain't gettin' through It makes you mad man sad man but don't let it show Though some call you bad man Highway patrol [ Steel ] And then one day you get a call from just outside of town Torn and broken bodies scattered all around the ground You do your best at holding back the tears Cause not a single one of them is over eighteen years It makes you sad man mad man...