The Road to Hell (Pt. 1) - Chris Rea

    Stood still on a highway
    I saw a woman
    By the side of the road
    With a face that I knew like my own
    Reflected in my window
    Well she walked up to my quarterlight
    And she bent down real slow
    A fearful pressure paralysed me in my shadow
    She said 'Son what are you doing here
    My fear for you has turned me in my grave'
    I said 'Mama I come to the valley of the rich
    Myself to sell'
    She said 'Son this is the road to hell'

    On your journey cross the wilderness
    From the desert to the well
    You have strayed upon the motorway to hell

    Marco Giunco
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