Road To Hell Akor - Chris Rea

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Stood still on a highway I saw a woman by the side of the road
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With a face that I knew like my own, reflected in my window
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Well, she walked up to my quarter light and she bent down real slow
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A fearful pressure paralysed me in my shadows
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She said: Son, what are you doing here?
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My fear for you has turned me in my grave
 
 
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I said: Mama, I come to the valley of the rich, myself to sell
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  She said: Son, this is the road to hell
 
 
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On your journey 'cross the wilderness from the desert to the well
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You have strayed upon the motorway to hell
 
 
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Well I'm standing by a river,
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But the water doesn't flow
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It boils with every poison
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 You can think of
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And I'm underneath the streetlight
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The delight of joy I know
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 Scared beyond belief,
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 Way down in the shadows
 
 
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And the perverted fear of violance
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Chokes a smile on every face
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And common sense is ringing,
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Out the bells
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  This ain't no technological breakdown
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Oh no, this is the road to hell
 
 
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And as the road jam up with credit,
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And there's nothing you can do,
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It's all just bits of paper
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Flying away from you
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Oh look out world take a good look,
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Look who's down there,
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You must learn this lesson fast
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 and learn it well
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  This ain't no upwardly mobile freeway,
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Oh no, this is the road
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 This is the road
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   This is the road to hell
 
 
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