I waved goodbye to the girl next door I would have liked to got to know
Put my guitar in the car drove down the delta to the end of the road
Played my songs to the birds in the marsh it's like they didn't even know
We've got a virus going on and we've all got to spend some time alone
Spent the whole next day driving home up through Nashville Tennessee
The tornado from a week ago's already ancient history
Country music station cuts in with some things we aught to know
We've got a virus going on and we've all got to spend some time alone
It's a critical failure of leadership
Where are the tests Mr president?
You were watching your numbers through the Fox News glass
Making sure you and yours could grab some cash
People working for you haven't got a plan
They're too busy tryin' to cover up the lies
Of a nasty little man
College kids looking stoned and dumb on national TV
Generation Z on the beach "it can't happen to me"
"If it does I'll shake it off and wash my hands around my family"
We've got a virus going on and you can't see past being twenty three
It's a criminal failure of leadership
Where are the tests Mr president?
You've got cover from the usual liars on TV
Your one and only thought was "Me! Me! ME!"
People working for you ain't got a plan
They're too busy tryin' to kiss the ass
Of a nasty little man
Said goodbye to the old man down the street as they carried him away
Could his case have been prevented well for now its impossible to say
But ten weeks of warning and you didn't even try - just denied
We've had a virus going on but so many people didn't have to die
We've had a virus going on but so many people didn't have to die
It's a criminal failure of leadership
Where are the tests Mr president?
Back-pedal, back-pedal, cover your ass
We will never forget you let it get this bad
People working for you haven't got a plan
They're too busy tryin' to cover up the lies
Of a nasty little man
Too busy puttin' out the fires
Of a nasty little man
Too busy tryin' to kiss the ass
Of a nasty little man
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I waved goodbye to the girl next door I would have liked to got to know
Put my guitar in the car drove down the delta to the end of the road
Played my songs to the birds in the marsh it's like they didn't even know
We've got a virus going on and we've all got to spend some time alone
Spent the whole next day driving home up through Nashville Tennessee
The tornado from a week ago's already ancient history
Country music station cuts in with some things we aught to know
We've got a virus going on and we've all got to spend some time alone
It's a critical failure of leadership
Where are the tests Mr president?
You were watching your numbers through the Fox News glass
Making sure you and yours could grab some cash
People working for you haven't got a plan
They're too busy tryin' to cover up the lies
Of a nasty little man
College kids looking stoned and dumb on national TV
Generation Z on the beach "it can't happen to me"
"If it does I'll shake it off and wash my hands around my family"
We've got a virus going on and you can't see past being twenty three
It's a criminal failure of leadership
Where are the tests Mr president?
You've got cover from the usual liars on TV
Your one and only thought was "Me! Me! ME!"
People working for you ain't got a plan
They're too busy tryin' to kiss the ass
Of a nasty little man
Said goodbye to the old man down the street as they carried him away
Could his case have been prevented well for now its impossible to say
But ten weeks of warning and you didn't even try - just denied
We've had a virus going on but so many people didn't have to die
We've had a virus going on but so many people didn't have to die
It's a criminal failure of leadership
Where are the tests Mr president?
Back-pedal, back-pedal, cover your ass
We will never forget you let it get this bad
People working for you haven't got a plan
They're too busy tryin' to cover up the lies
Of a nasty little man
Too busy puttin' out the fires
Of a nasty little man
Too busy tryin' to kiss the ass
Of a nasty little man
Put my guitar in the car drove down the delta to the end of the road
Played my songs to the birds in the marsh it's like they didn't even know
We've got a virus going on and we've all got to spend some time alone
Spent the whole next day driving home up through Nashville Tennessee
The tornado from a week ago's already ancient history
Country music station cuts in with some things we aught to know
We've got a virus going on and we've all got to spend some time alone
It's a critical failure of leadership
Where are the tests Mr president?
You were watching your numbers through the Fox News glass
Making sure you and yours could grab some cash
People working for you haven't got a plan
They're too busy tryin' to cover up the lies
Of a nasty little man
College kids looking stoned and dumb on national TV
Generation Z on the beach "it can't happen to me"
"If it does I'll shake it off and wash my hands around my family"
We've got a virus going on and you can't see past being twenty three
It's a criminal failure of leadership
Where are the tests Mr president?
You've got cover from the usual liars on TV
Your one and only thought was "Me! Me! ME!"
People working for you ain't got a plan
They're too busy tryin' to kiss the ass
Of a nasty little man
Said goodbye to the old man down the street as they carried him away
Could his case have been prevented well for now its impossible to say
But ten weeks of warning and you didn't even try - just denied
We've had a virus going on but so many people didn't have to die
We've had a virus going on but so many people didn't have to die
It's a criminal failure of leadership
Where are the tests Mr president?
Back-pedal, back-pedal, cover your ass
We will never forget you let it get this bad
People working for you haven't got a plan
They're too busy tryin' to cover up the lies
Of a nasty little man
Too busy puttin' out the fires
Of a nasty little man
Too busy tryin' to kiss the ass
Of a nasty little man
Writer: Dylan Ward
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