Have you been hurt at work?

Were you injured in a car accident?

Was someone, anyone, you know – a jerk?

Were you maimed in New Jersey or Philly

Or in a hospital?

No matter where or for what, we can get you a killing

No injury is too little!

Did your plastic surgery go wrong?

Do you feel you’ve waited too long?
You can still get your surgery

All the ads it turns out, have some element of perjury

Intermingled with the insatiable lawyer signs

Are advertisements of another kind: God Loves You

Call 1-800-JESUS for truth

And then I wonder, while driving through seven states, how the story of a man made it across the ocean to all these license plates

2000-some years later

In the country backroads, among the golden arches and the industrial billows

To the lowest of lawyers and the cruelest of haters

A 900-mile road trip

Humanity sprawling out like a line on a map

I think I’ve seen all of it

Over a million drivers racing the turnpike

From a million different places but aren’t we all alike

Someone pays a fortune for those billboard signs

For a (not so) subliminal message that can infiltrate the mind

Just a little spark to ignite an old memory

Or to plant a seed to make one ponder eternity

Aren’t we all looking for someone to blame

Who is behind all our discontent, our pollution, our hopelessness, our pain

Could a lawsuit ever settle things?

Can God give us wings – so maybe we can escape

Life seems like I-95

Where everyone just drives and drives

What’s to all this commotion

All these billboards cause conflicting emotions

I’m a passenger out here and it’s all a blur

Who do I call to defend me

Are these fellow drivers, my colleagues, other travelers, my enemies?

On the interstate who hasn’t been hurt

Who is satisfied?

From Norfolk to Rye

We’re all going to die

There’s no plastic surgery or burger or fortune that would ever make us alive

Not even Trump or Harris could rescue us

I am the defendant and the plaintiff in one

On this endless interstate, coming undone

My favorite billboard, my vote, my defense, my hope is: Jesus