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The Road To Hell
- Chris Rea -

The Road To Hell (1989)

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 quarter light
And she bent down real slow
A fearful pressure
paralysed 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 the 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 the 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 pieces of paper
flying away from you
Oh look out world, take a good look
What comes down here
You must learn this lesson fast
and learn it well

This ain't no upwardly mobile freeway
Oh no, this is the road
Said this is the road
This is the road to hell

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