This magical flu will let you dine out. Pull your talisman up between bites. Chant, "Follow the Science!" to ward it away. It kills grandma if you mention rights. It leaves you alone when you sit in a chair. Stand up, it assaults you straight on through the air. This magic god virus to fear, praise and honor. Because--if you don't--we will all soon be goners.
Lockdown Song of 2020
Lockdown Song of 2020
Lockdown Song of 2020
This magical flu will let you dine out. Pull your talisman up between bites. Chant, "Follow the Science!" to ward it away. It kills grandma if you mention rights. It leaves you alone when you sit in a chair. Stand up, it assaults you straight on through the air. This magic god virus to fear, praise and honor. Because--if you don't--we will all soon be goners.