Chris Rea - The road to hell (long version CD)The road to hell (part 1)Stood still on a highwayI saw a womanBy the side of the roadWith a face that I knew like my ownReflected in my windowWell she walked up to my quarterlightAnd she bent down real slowA fearful pressure paralysed me in my shadowShe said 'son what are you doing hereMy fear for you has turned me in my grave'I said 'mama I come to the valley of the richMyself to sell'She said 'son this is the road to hell'On your journey cross the wildernessFrom the desert to the wellYou have strayed upon the motorway to hellThe road to hell (part 2)Well I'm standing by the riverBut the water doesn't flowIt boils with every poison you can think ofAnd I'm underneath the streetlightBut the light of joy I knowScared beyond belief way down in the shadowsAnd the perverted fear of violenceChokes the smile on every faceAnd common sense is ringing out the bellThis ain't no technological breakdownOh no, this is the road to hellAnd all the roads jam up with creditAnd there's nothing you can doIt's all just pieces of paper flying away from youOh look out world, take a good lookWhat comes down hereYou must learn this lesson fast and learn it wellThis ain't no upwardly mobile freewayOh no, this is the roadSaid this is the roadThis is the road to hell