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

In the stream of commerce we're afloat
A thousand washed-up rockers trash the 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 this time
It says here right here on my dotted line

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

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

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

Aah aahh aaahh

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


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In The Stream Of Commerce Lyrics as written by John Robert Conners Stephen Brodsky

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    General CommentI believe zector1981 is partially correct. I think Brodsky is singing: ". . . crash these banks . . ."

    To tsucol: I know that your comment was directed to another poster, but I do own the album, and quite a few of the songs have inaccurate (and some missing) lyrics in the jacket.

    Anyway, this song rocks. This is my favorite Cave In album, if not my favorite album altogether.
    stratocaster_1998on May 03, 2003   Link

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