All the Roads Songtext
von Mick Thomas

One, two, three, four
The East, the East, it flowed like yeast
The Western was a sluggish beast
And the Ring Road was a car park stretch, and 20 kilometers
The tunnel closed, conditions changed
A truck broke down on the inside lane
The God of Traffic frowned
I thought if I can′t join him, beat him
But if the lights were green for me, and every lane was clean for me
Well, coming home against the flow, you'd know it was true
All the roads winding
All the ties binding
Every way, somehow getting through
All the wheels turning, and my heart churning
Every sign written there in blue
Taking me right back home to you
Speak at last for half the day
Around it, you can′t find a way
These roads, they seem to make no sense
These tolls, they have no recompense Our lives are like this city map
We're narrowly avoid mishap
To find our way back home again, on
Highways lined with grief and pain
But if the lights were green for you
And every lane was clean for you
As you came home against the flow, well, you'd know it was true
All the roads winding
All the ties binding
Every way, somehow getting through
All the wheels turning, and my heart churning
Every path clearly marked in blue
Taking me right back home to you
All the roads winding
All the ties binding
Every way, somehow getting through
All the wheels turning, and my heart churning
Every sign written there in blue
Taking me right back home to you