Lyrics
With a face that i knew like my own, i saw a woman
She said son, this ain t no upwardly mobile freeway, but the light of joy i know
you must learn this lesson fast and learn it well
and common sense is ringing out the bell
with a face that i knew like my own
On your journey cross the wilderness, myself to sell Rea, well i m standing by the river
in my shadow
She said son, she said son
Take a good look what comes down here, with a face that i knew like my own
This ain t no technological breakdown, but the water doesn t flow
And there s nothing you can do, i saw a woman
But the water doesn t flow, on your journey cross the wilderness, what are you doing here
Well she walked up to my quarterlight, well i m standing by the river
this is the road
she said son
And all the roads jam up with credit, she said son
well i m standing by the river
This is the road, reflected in my window Road, well i m standing by the river
stood still on a highway
Oh look out world, this ain t no technological breakdown, well i m standing by the river
you have strayed upon the motorway to hell
And she bent down real slow, what are you doing here
This is the road to hell, this is the road to hell To, i come to the valley of the rich
Myself to sell, it boils with every poison you can think of Rea, what are you doing here
This is the road to hell, chokes the smile on every face Hell, scared beyond belief way down in the shadows
This is the road to hell, and she bent down real slow Hell, scared beyond belief way down in the shadows
reflected in my window
oh look out world
Scared beyond belief way down in the shadows, and all the roads jam up with credit, my fear for you has turned me in my grave
Myself to sell, by the side of the road
It s all just bits of paper flying away from you, you have strayed upon the motorway to hell Hell, this is the road to hell
And common sense is ringing out the bell, you must learn this lesson fast and learn it well, scared beyond belief way down in the shadows
take a good look what comes down here
myself to sell
Take a good look what comes down here, with a face that i knew like my own, and the perverted fear of violence
But the water doesn t flow, this ain t no upwardly mobile freeway
It boils with every poison you can think of, and common sense is ringing out the bell
It boils with every poison you can think of, take a good look what comes down here, myself to sell
Chokes the smile on every face, with a face that i knew like my own
and i m underneath the streetlight
this is the road
And common sense is ringing out the bell, chokes the smile on every face
She said son, what are you doing here The, take a good look what comes down here
my fear for you has turned me in my grave
In my shadow, stood still on a highway
By the side of the road, with a face that i knew like my own
My fear for you has turned me in my grave, and she bent down real slow Road, take a good look what comes down here
you must learn this lesson fast and learn it well
this is the road
But the water doesn t flow, it s all just bits of paper flying away from you