Quarantunes Part II: Mr. Vaccine (Parody of Mr. Brightside)

Coming out of my house

Please don’t ask how I’ve been

Gotta gotta get vaxxed

Because I want a hug

It started out with a bat

How did it end up like that?

Just put on a damn mask,

Why’s that so much to ask?

Now I’m on the website

And these questions are dumb

They’ve been throwing out shots

Just let me schedule one

Now they’re on group 2B

And my head is confused

‘Cause does that include me?

Nana’s clutching her chest now

Acceptable deaths now

Let me go

U.S. deaths equal Albuquerque’s

Whole population

Idiocy, rushing techs into the lab

Coming up with new vaccines

Faster than we’ve ever seen

But it’s just the price we pay

Chickens coming home to roost

Open up your greedy minds

‘Cause we’re anti-science

I’m coming out of my house

And I’ve been doing just fine

Gotta gotta get shots

Because I miss the mall

I forgot how to kiss

How did I end up like this?

And I’m still pretty pissed

That we had no Christmas

Now I’m standing in line

And I’m getting my jabs

While I’m making a joke

And my arm gets a swab

Now I’m going to bed

And my stomach is sick

These are the side effects

But I’m waiting two weeks now

Booking aisle seats now

Let me go

‘Cause I just can’t wait, it’s killing me

Figuratively

William Gates turning us into robots

Controlling our inner thoughts

Acting out Zionist plots

But it’s just the price I pay

Vacation is calling me

Please boost my immune system

‘Cause it’s been a whole year

Oh Fauci

Oh Fauci

Oh Fauci

Oh Fauci