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