| The Road To Hell (Part I) |
| (The Road To Hell, 1989) |
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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 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 |