Well I'm standing by a river
but the water doesn't flow
It boils with every poison
you can think of
And on the road
beneath the street light,
the light of joy I know
Scared beyond belief
way down in the shadows
And the perverted
fear of violence
chokes a smile on every face
And common sense
is ringing out the bells
This ain't no
technological breakdown
Oh-no
This is the road to hell...
And all the roads
jam up with credit
and there's nothing you can do
It's all just bits of paper
flying away from you
This ain't no
upwardly mobile freeway
Oh no, this is the road
This is the road,
this is the road to hell...