Road To Hell

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