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 paralyzed me in my shadows
she said son what are you doing here
my fear for you has turned me in my grave
i said mama i've come
to the valley of the rich myself to sell
she said son this is the road to hell
i
love you
on your journey across the wilderness
from the desert to the well
you have strayed upon the motorway to hell
well i'm standing by the river
where the water doesn't flow
it boils with every poison you can think of
and i'm underneath a street light
but the light of joy i know
is scared beyond belief
way down in the shadows
and the perverted fear of violence
chokes the smile on every face
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 come up with credit
and there's nothing you can do
there's soldiers bits of paper
flying away from you
oh look out world take a good look what goes down here
you must learn this lesson fast and learn it well
this ain't no awkwardly mobile freeway
oh no this is the road
this is the road
this is the road to hell