Road To Hell Akor

 

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 shadows

 

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

 

The delight of joy I know

 

Scared beyond belief,

 

Way down in the shadows

 

And the perverted fear of violance

 

Chokes a smile on every face

 

And common sense is ringing,

 

Out the bells

 

This ain't no technological breakdown

 

Oh no, this is the road to hell

 

 

 

 

And as the road jam up with credit,

 

And there's nothing you can do,

 

It's all just bits of paper

 

Flying away from you

 

Oh look out world take a good look,

 

Look who's down there,

 

You must learn this lesson fast

 

and learn it well

 

This ain't no upwardly mobile freeway,

 

Oh no, this is the road

 

This is the road

 

This is the road to hell