The Corona Virus to be sung to the Disturbed version of the song “Sounds of Silence” Hello lounge room my old friend I’ve had to sit in you again Because a virus softly creeping Put a stop to all our meetings And the feeling that is rippling through my brain Still remains…Perhaps I have the virus On worn out chairs I sit alone Hoping friends will telephone As the boredom slow-ly sets in I turn to cocktails made with Hendrick’s gin Til my eyes rolled back as I fell into booze induced sleep That was so deep…The cursed corona virus And when I woke my head was sore A thousand drinks or maybe more People talking without meeting And the router’s overrrrheating People playing games that facetime can entertain We’re all so strained…F you Corooooona virus Fools in Bondi were too slow Heeding words from our Sco Mo So the Government banned us from the beach Some would say a drastic over-reach But the words… of the experts rang so true And snuffed out the spread of virus In isolation I must stay til the virus is at bay Then our lives won’t be so boring And we’ll party on til morning And the world said the triumph of the people will be written on history’s wall For ever more We conquered….. the corona….. virus
