Should we do today what we did yesterday and the day before
Fold laundry and pick up toys and other chores
Dishes need to be done again and furthermore
Turn me over while I sleep to avoid bed sores
Weariness is a-settin' in, I can't take much more
Ain't been outside in a month nor opened the door
Been dreaming about mountain tops and sandy shores
I wake up most mornings face down on the floor
Whiskey bottle's empty just made my last pour
The beer's getting jealous so I'll even the score
Might just bash my brains in with this iron ore
Or just slash my throat, who knows what's in store
Who knew isolation would be such a bore
Solitary confinement is civil war
My mind's thinking evil thoughts, they're quite hardcore
There sure ain't no limit to the amount of gore
These hungry kids have gotten easier to ignore
My wife's body's getting less interesting to explore
I've started pretending she's a mythical centaur
On a strict plant diet though a carnivore
The coronavirus through town it tore
It hooked and sliced on every drive without yelling Fore
We're all f*cking sailors and it's the top port whore
It engulfed the nation both rich and poor
El Beezaire - Yesterday & Tomorrow Lyrics
El Beezaire - Yesterday & Tomorrow Lyrics
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Should we do today what we did yesterday and the day before
Fold laundry and pick up toys and other chores
Dishes need to be done again and furthermore
Turn me over while I sleep to avoid bed sores
Weariness is a-settin' in, I can't take much more
Ain't been outside in a month nor opened the door
Been dreaming about mountain tops and sandy shores
I wake up most mornings face down on the floor
Whiskey bottle's empty just made my last pour
The beer's getting jealous so I'll even the score
Might just bash my brains in with this iron ore
Or just slash my throat, who knows what's in store
Who knew isolation would be such a bore
Solitary confinement is civil war
My mind's thinking evil thoughts, they're quite hardcore
There sure ain't no limit to the amount of gore
These hungry kids have gotten easier to ignore
My wife's body's getting less interesting to explore
I've started pretending she's a mythical centaur
On a strict plant diet though a carnivore
The coronavirus through town it tore
It hooked and sliced on every drive without yelling Fore
We're all f*cking sailors and it's the top port whore
It engulfed the nation both rich and poor
Fold laundry and pick up toys and other chores
Dishes need to be done again and furthermore
Turn me over while I sleep to avoid bed sores
Weariness is a-settin' in, I can't take much more
Ain't been outside in a month nor opened the door
Been dreaming about mountain tops and sandy shores
I wake up most mornings face down on the floor
Whiskey bottle's empty just made my last pour
The beer's getting jealous so I'll even the score
Might just bash my brains in with this iron ore
Or just slash my throat, who knows what's in store
Who knew isolation would be such a bore
Solitary confinement is civil war
My mind's thinking evil thoughts, they're quite hardcore
There sure ain't no limit to the amount of gore
These hungry kids have gotten easier to ignore
My wife's body's getting less interesting to explore
I've started pretending she's a mythical centaur
On a strict plant diet though a carnivore
The coronavirus through town it tore
It hooked and sliced on every drive without yelling Fore
We're all f*cking sailors and it's the top port whore
It engulfed the nation both rich and poor
Writer: Brad Carroll
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