We use cookies to customize content and advertising, to provide social media features, and to analyze traffic to our site. We also share information about your use of our site with our trusted social media, advertising and analytics partners. Read more.
  •    
  •    
  •    

    Ian Hunter / Lyrics

    Playlist 0 Rate 0 Like & Share Print Email Play

    "Apathy 83" Lyrics

    Ian Hunter

    Album:
    Genre:
    Duration:00:04:44
    Rank: (−)
    Rate:
    −/5 from 0 users
    Charts: view all »
    Referring urls:view all »

    Video

    Lyrics

    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
    This song was submitted on May 4th, 2010 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Ian Hunter.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

    Songs you may also like

    Contributors

    leaderboard activity

    Comments

    Facebook (0) LetsSingIt (0)