I'm standin' on the edge of Vesuvius   My mouth is runnin' dry   Drunk on wine and wisdom   Giving it all away      Old enough to hate tomorrow   Young enough not to know where to run   Oh there ain't no rock 'n' roll no more   Just the music of the young      And it's apathy for the devil   Apathy for the devil   Apathy for the devil   'N' apathy for the son      The moon shines brightly on some summer lawn   And envy caught like a leaf   Comes floating down upon this frozen desert sand   Spitting bullets through the night      The siren wails on the ambulance   Compassion touches my head 'n' it bleeds   There ain't no rock 'n' roll no more   Just the sickly sound of greed      And it's apathy for the devil   Apathy for the devil   Apathy for the devil   'N' apathy for the creed      No more gardens for the gardenless   No more havens for the havenless   No more helpers for the helplessness   No more somethings for a less      For the law is now the lawless   'N' the flaw is now the flawless   'N' the crime is now accepted   'N' the criminal respected      'N' now evil gets elected   'N' now sinful get selected   Heed a president proven rotten   And now officially forgotten      Was it your General Sheridan who once said   "The only good, good man is a dead good man", it was not me babe   I just said keep your head 'n your bread   Well down under them floorboards      You, you look like you gone with the wind   Running naked through the streets   Wired out, tired out, transcendental mental   Only laughing in your sleep      Nostalgia is starting to focus too late   Imagination is starting to itch   There ain't no rock 'n' roll no more   Just the music of the rich      'N' it's apathy for the devil   Apathy for the devil   Apathy for the devil   Apathy's at fever pitch