Letras
No matter how many times we paint over the 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 crash these banks
Oh, no
In the stream of commerce, we're afloat
And unafraid to sail a sinking boat
And 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 the 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
Aaah
All the writing on the wall shines through
Aaah
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 like to drive