Well I’m standing by a river
But the water doesn’t flow
It boils with every poison
you can think of
And I’m underneath the streetlight
But the light of joy I know
Scared beyond belief way down in the shadows

And the perverted fear of violence
Chokes the smile on every face
 [bad word] sense is ringing out the bells
This ain’t no technological breakdown
Oh no, this is the road to [bad word] 

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
Oh look out world, take a good look
 [bad word] down here
You must learn this lesson fast and learn it well

This ain’t no upwardly mobile freeway
Oh no, this is the road
Said this is the road
This is the road to [bad word]