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The Pandemic Tango
03:40
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I’m staying at home, it’s nice on my own ....
there’s no virus her to infect me
I’ve shopping to the door, I’ve got bog rolls galore ... (and lots of)
hand sanitiser to protect me
I’ve got masks for my face and plenty more to replace....
any touched by a sneeze or a sniffle
I’ve got gloves by the case but it’s now commonplace ...
to shun a handshake is quite accept able
..... I’ve got a pandemic gut twice the size of my butt /
......thanks to all the extra calories I’m consuming!
I’ve bolted my door, you can’t visit no more ...
can’t touch you – don’t know where you’ve been!
Tonight I’ll meet you on zoom but I must fumigate my room ...
and dis- connect the call before I turn in
I’m climbing the walls, I’m haunting the halls ...
they say Isolation’s effective
I’m feeling confused, I’m covid abused ...
I fear I’m now human defective
....... I’m bored, I’m obsessed, I’m glum I’m depressed /
.........no visits, no company, no social!
NO choirs NO hugs, YES booze YES drugs ....
the world’s gone to Hades in a sieve
NO concerts NO weddings, NO parties, NO beddings ...
No waxing! And everyone’s gone native
........ I think I’m in jail, please someone post bail /
.........or maybe I’m just in a global nightmare!
I’m off, back to bed, there’s a pain in my head ...
but no doctor will take a consultation
The school’s shut up shop, the churches lost the plot...
I think the queen just declared her resignation
When will it end, I can no longer pretend ...
I’m as sane as I used to be
You may not wish to hear, but I think it’s quite clear ...
I’ve gone crazy, I’m out of my tree
........... I’m doing the Pandemic Tango
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2. Autumn Magic
03:52
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Take a cup of Autumn Rain, a little sunshine now and then
Some falling leaves, a gentle breeze It’s magic ....
(a little) morning chill in the air, a cosy snuggle for a cosy pair
Lovebirds rest in a dozy nest It’s magic
CH When the heat of summer starts to fade
It’s nice to settle into autumns shade
A slower pace, get outta the race
And cruise
Drift along to the magpies song
Contemplate the passing throng
Sip some wine, ‘s meander time
And rendezvous
Watch the raindrops pitter pat, hear the finches chitter chat
Little worms wriggle while the blue wrens wiggle ...It’s magic
(C) Days get shorter Dusk Begins
Night time critters creeping in
Evening’s hush dispels the rush of faded memories
Autumn magic everywhere, fill a heart like powerful prayer
Life expressed in natures best Such magic
TAG: turning leaves as nature weaves .......its magic
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3. Quirky Little Shop
02:52
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There’s a funny little shop Beside a tiny little shop
Behind another little shop .......... in a quirky little city arcade
And inside these tiny shops There’s a world of wee surprises
And tiny little treasures ....... with their tiny little stories on parade
CH: And the shop front doors give a little fairy tinkle
every time a customer comes in
Cos as everybody knows every time a bell rings somewhere |
another little fairy gets her wings
............and that’s exciting!
There are quirky sorts of people Flaky, kind of fickle
And kinky, wrinkly with curious and whimsical ways
Their clothes are quite irregular Outlandish, peculiar (un-)
(Un)conventional, eccentric with a hint of Olde Worlde Glory Days
CH 2: and the shop door bell chimes a cheery welcome jingle that
says everyone is welcome here
At this funny little shop .... where all us quirky people stop
For a browse or a boo ........ or a secret little look
A bespoke fish hook ........ perhaps a rare buttonhook
A chair for a nook ...... or a hook for a sleigh
Or an old bald man’s toupe ............
........ to escape ....the....tedium....of.....their.....day
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4. Ride on Mower
02:42
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5. Everyday Heroes
03:50
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6. Speculation
02:36
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7. The Hairy Faerie
04:18
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8. Mask
02:58
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9. The IN Crowd
02:54
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11. Tradies
04:00
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CHORUS: A***s in stereo....leavin’ me with nowhere to go, those ....
Stone-cuttin’ ball-breakin’ tradies of Perdition.....
draggin’ me outta my morning hibernation
I climbed out of bed, from the sleep of the dead.....
with a jackhammer pounding away in my head......(I thought)
I gotta stop drinkin’ that cheap brand booze.......
and try a little cold turkey instead
Cos I aint never had a hangover like this before...
.couldn’t open my eyes to find the bedroom door.....(But as I)
Stumbled to the kitchen it all became clear.........
bloody neighbours with their renovations , screamin’ in my ears
(I’m surrounded by....) REPEAT CHORUS
Well there was hammers to my left and chainsaws to the right ...
’n they were cursing up a storm ‘n working up an appetite
‘n yammering about their heavy weekend in the sack...
’n when’s that lazy bloody supervisor back?!
They’re playing heavy punk rock on station 434...
it’s rattling dishes on my shelf and hinges offa my door
They’re mixing concrete to a backbeat, holy bloody hell...
I need an ES-Tate agent ... I’m gonna have to bloody sell
REPEAT CHORUS
Well the weekends rolled around I figure Tradies gotta rest ...
’sides y’ gotta pay ‘em double or they down tools in protest
So Friday night, I cranked up the party until 4.......
til the coppers came a banging on my door
I gave profuse apologies ‘n I turned out the light ....
turned off the party wishing everyone good night (‘n slept)
The sleep of the dead til 6am come around ..
.it’s a fleet of road repairers ..... and they’re neighbourhood bound!
REPEAT CHORUS
2nd CHORUS: A*******s in stereo....
leavin’ me with nowhere to go, those ....
Tradies from Hades have turned me into psycho
I’m leaving town tomorrow I’ll be in.-..communicado
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Maureen O'Brien Newcastle, Australia
Novocastrian, award-winning songwriter, crossing multiple genres. Professional musician with 10 albums released and multiple singles recorded. New album due in December 2023.
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