Do convicts still make our license plates, or was that all a big story told to us by our mothers?
-- Charlie B., San Diego
I see the cars a-comin',
Rollin' 'round the bend,
And each one has a license plate
Attached to either end.
Oh, they're struck in Folsom Prison,
Three million-plus a year.
They make them in the slammer,
Just like we always hear.
And since they're made at Folsom,
Where time keeps dragging on,
They get away with paying
Criminal wages to each con.
Oh, they're struck in Folsom Prison
By crooks and scalawags,
Which means the guy who ripped your car off
Most likely made your brand-new tags.