The Road to Hell, Pt. II - Chris Rea

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 the 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 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

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