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