No matter how many times we paint over these walls
The writing still shines through
No matter how many times we paint over these walls

In the stream of commerce we're afloat
A thousand washed-up rockers trash this banks
Oh no

In the stream of commerce we're afloat
And unafraid to sail a sinking boat
Honestly my hand is on the plug
It says here right on my dotted line

Haste creates waste
Keep your eyes on the road
You might be able to drive
Now you're so lucky to be alive
Alive

No matter how many times we paint over these walls
The writing still shines through
No matter how many times we paint over these walls

In the stream of commerce we're afloat
Miles of red tape have choked us dead
Now it's building like a nasty mold
And everyone can't help but catch the cold

All the writing on the wall shines through .
All the while we knew

Haste creates waste
Keep your eyes on the road
You might be able to drive
Now you're so lucky to be alive
No one to drive

Now you're so lucky to be alive
Alive
Now you're so lucky to be alive
No one to drive
Haste creates waste
Keep your eyes on the road
You might be able to drive