• Stood still on a highway
• I saw a woman
• By the side of the road
• With a face that I knew like my own
• Reflected in my window
• Well, she walked up to my quarterlight
• And she bent down real slow
• A fearful pressure paralyzed me
• In my shadow


• She said, "Son, what are you doing here?
• My fear for you has turned me in my grave"
• I said, "Mama, I come to the valley of the rich
• Myself to sell"
• She said, "Son, this is the road to Hell"


• On your journey 'cross the wilderness
• From the desert to the well
• You have strayed upon the motorway to Hell


• Well, I'm standing by a river
• But the water doesn't flow
• It boils with every poison
• You can think of
• And I'm underneath the streetlight
• But the light of joy I know
• Scared beyond belief
• Way down in the shadows
• And the perverted fear of violence
• Chokes a smile on every face
• And common sense is ringing
• Out the bell
• This ain't no technological breakdown, oh no
• This is the road to Hell


• And all the roads jam up with credit
• And there's nothing you can do
• It's all just bits of paper
• Flying away from you
• This ain't no upwardly mobile freeway
• Oh no, this is the road
• This is the road
• This is the road to Hell
• This is the road to Hell

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