“The New Coronavirus Blues”

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"THE NEW CORONAVIRUS BLUES"
Copyright 2020, Robert M. Barrows

No more hugging
No more touching
No more rubbing
Just a lot of scrubbing

I got those new Coronavirus Blues

No more kissing
No more licking
No more secretly
nose picking

I got those new Coronavirus Blues

No more traveling
No more gathering
No more sexy unraveling

I got those new Coronavirus Blues

No more intimacy
No more skintimacy
No more shaking hands
No more rubbing glands
No more fans in the stands

I got those new Coronavirus Blues

No more meetings with my peers
No more going to the bar for
some whiskey and some beers

No more flying
No more trains
No more buses
No more planes
No more classes
No more school
Just a lot more rules

I got those new Coronavirus blues...

So c'mon doctor, give me the test
Do I got it or can I rest?
Is it going to kill me?
Is it going to thrill me?
Can I go to work?
Can I go to school?
Can I see my family and friends
or is this the way it ends?

C'mon doctor give me the cure
I'm willing to test it
I'll take my chances
Give me whatever you got to treat it...
I got those new Coronavirus blues...

I want to beat it
I'm willing to try any drugs
that might treat it
I'm willing to take any
drugs that might kill it
If you've got a cure, c'mon
just spill it.

I got those new Coronavirus Blues!

Coronavirus! Coronavirus!
Covid-19
It's those new Coronavirus blues...

C'mon all you scientists!
C'mon all you doctors!
C'mon all you politicians...
Forget the bickering,
Let's just make it happen!

I want to go back to the way things were going!
Things were going just fine!
Give me some answers
Get me a cure
I want to go back to living my life
without just staying indoors

I got those new Coronavirus, new Coronavirus,
I got those new Coronavirus blues...

But as long I still don't have the Coronavirus yet
As long as I'm still not exhibiting symptoms
I'm going to enjoy every day I can...
but don't expect me to be shaking your hand.

I got those new Coronavirus, new Coronavirus,
I got those new Coronavirus Blues!

And, that Freedom of Speech you thought you had
And that Freedom of Assembly you enjoyed
Those don't exist anymore
They've been replaced by Martial Law

And as of midnight tonight,
You can't even put up a fight!

You can't go here
You can't go there
You can't do this
You can't do that
You can't go to work
You can't go to school

I got those new Coronavirus,
New Coronavirus
I got those new Coronavirus Blues

(Add your verses here)

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