I wanna be the richest American
I wanna live out on the street
So many reasons to just do nothing
To walk around like you're out on your feet

So here we are now running in circles
We should've listened to H.G. wells
We're living in the age of frustration
We're giving in, but we can't even tell

And all you need is one good reason
One good reason you don't believe
You want a mapped out blank existence
So you don't feel stupid before you leave

Everybody's here, but nobody showed up

A is for apathy
For apathy, for apathy
A is for apathy
For apathy, for apathy

For apathy, for apathy, for apathy
For apathy, for apathy, for apathy

I wanna be the richest American
I wanna live out on the street
So many reasons to just do nothing
To walk around like you're out on your feet

Everybody's here, but nobody showed up
Everybody's here, but nobody showed up

A is for apathy
For apathy, for apathy
A is for apathy
For apathy, for apathy

Just do nothing

A is for apathy
For apathy, for apathy
A is for apathy
For apathy, for apathy

A is for apathy
For apathy, for apathy
A is for apathy
For apathy, for apathy

Green says go, blood-red stop
You gotta hit the bottom before you hit the top
So make the call: Which side you on?
Back with the weak, or down with the strong?

Do you understand?
It's not too late