#482 ROAD TO HELL
Well I'm cstanding by a river but fthe water doesn't flow
It Abboils with every Gpoison you can cthink of.
And I'm cunderneath the streetlights
But the flight of joy I know
AbScared beyond Gbelief way down in the cshadows.
End the Ebperverted fear of violence
Chokes a Bsmile on every face
And Abcommon sense is Gringing out the cbells.
This ain't no technological fbreakdown
Oh, Abno, this is the Groad to chell.
EbAnd all the roads jam up with credit
And there's Bnothing you can do
It's Aball just bits of paper Gflying away from you.
Oh clook world take a good look
What comes fdown here
You must Ablearn this lesson Gfast and learn it cwell.
This ain't no upwardly mobile ffreeway
Oh, Abno, this is the Groad, I Absaid, this is the G Abroad
This is the Groad to chell.