Part 1:
Am
Stood still on a highway
E
I saw a woman
Am
By the side of the road
With a face that I knew like my own
E
Reflected in my window
Am
Well she walked up to my quarterlight
D
And she bent down real slow
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A fearful pressure paralysed me
Am
In my shadow
E Am
She said "Son, what are you doing here?
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My fear for you has turned me in my grave"
Am
I said "Mama, I come to the valley of the rich
D
Myself to sell"
Am E Am
She said "Son, this is the road to Hell"
Am
On your journey 'cross the wilderness
D
From the desert to the well
Am E Am
You have strayed upon the motorway to Hell
Part 2
Am
Well I'm standing by the river,
D
But the water doesn't flow.
F E
It boils with every poison -
Am
You can think of.
Am
And I'm underneath the street light,
Dm
The delighted of joy I know,
F E
Scared beyond belief,
Am
Way down in the shadows.
C
And the perverted fear of violence,
G
Chokes a smile on every face,
F E
A common sense is ringing, out the bells.
Am Dm
This ain't no technological breakdown,
F E Am
Oh-no, this is the road to hell.
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And as the roads jam up with credit,
G
And there's nothing you can do,
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It's all just bits of paper,
E
Flying a way from you.
Am
Oh look out world take a good look,
D
Look who's down there,
F (E) Am
You must learn this lesson fast, and learn it well.
Am D
This ain't no upwardly mobile freeway,
F E
Oh-no, this is the road,
E
This is the road,
E Am
This is the road ... to hell.