If you're headin' down the highway, down about route ten
Get off on the last exit and take it around the bend
You'll find a small town
But don't go hangin' around
'Cos hate lives in a small town
'Least that's what I have found
The moms are in the kitchens, and they're baking pies
They smell so good, they're made to cover up the smell of lies
They're in a small town
But pies don't cure all ills
And hate lives in a small town
That's why those moms take pills
Well, I went to the big city
And everyone was wearing black
If they saw that in my home town
They wouldn't stand for that
I saw kids all covered in tattoos
With Mohawks and purple hair
But what really struck me
Was no one seemed to care
The Knights they beat the Badgers when they played down in a square
But they saved the biggest beating for a kid with longish hair
They're in a small town
That kid was me one year
'Cos hate lives in a small town
More so if you seem queer
The pastors in the pulpit, preachin' righteous lies
And the congregation, they don't know he slept with all their wives
They're in a small town
And it's clear clear to see
That hate lives in a small town
As does adultery
Well, I went to the big city
With my clothes in a pack
When I got off at the station
There was no turning back
I met freaks and creeps and weirdos
Loose women and some geeks
And they were the nicest gosh darn people
I'd ever hope to meet
When you roll into a small town, they're nice as they can be
But at night they put on sheets and hang your sad ass from a tree
They're in a small town
Don't dare be different
'Cos hate lives in a small town
Unless you're just like them
So if you're livin' in a small town and you feel you're in a vice
Buy yourself a ticket, kid, hell, just take my advice
And leave the small town
Be quick as you can be
Get out of that small town
And you'll be free like me