Just lie back and close your eyes Listen to the war on the radio Fire up the light of the world in your hands Feel what it's tryin' to tell you There're so many things to buy Desolation chief among them There're so many ways to die We're dyin' slow Have you walked in your dreams through the ruin and the raze With the sky a dyin' crimson And the copper of your blood for the bead and the braze In the golden age of television? Go ahead and take a look around See the world before it's gone You know the sun is goin' down On everything you ever known But don't turn away You can't turn away Did you drink from the well 'til you had your fill Your reflection bright upon it? When they stole everything they couldn't buy or kill Did you slake your heart with the profits? I still believe in rock 'n' roll I don't care what they try to sell you There's nothin' bought and nothin' sold Where the soul of man never dies