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