Misc Originals – Bridget Johnson - Covid 19 (Guitar)

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Mum and dad and Denny skipped the Anzac Day parade at Puckapunyal

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(It was not enough social distance)

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The footy season was set to start but spectators were barred

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The sporting codes will all go into debt

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In masks they lined the footpaths as they queued for the ED

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This clipping from the paper shows us young and strong and clean

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And here's me in me Hazmat with me PPE. DON’T SNEEZE!

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God help me

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It was Covid nineteen

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From Wall St markets crashing to a dust up at NASDAQ

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I've been dumping all my stocks now for months

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And we made ourselves at home, V.B. and Netflix keep us going

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And dreaming of our last trip to the pub

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And can you tell me, doctor, why I still can't get to sleep?

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And night time's just alone and dark with a barking coughing wheeze?

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And what's this hack that comes and goes, can you tell me what it means?

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God help me

       F#m E      D
It was Covid nineteen

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A two-week isolation, when each cough can mean your last one on two legs

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It was a war within yourself

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But you wouldn't let your mates down 'til they had you tested off

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So you closed your door and thought about somethin' else

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Then someone yelled out contact, and the bloke behind me swore

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We looked in there for hours, all eyes on aisle four.

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Frankie scored some rice that day but no paper for the loo

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God help me

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I really need to poo

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And I can still see Frankie, doing laps of the Night Owl

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On a thirty-six hour reccie looking for bog roll

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And I can still hear Frankie’s missus, screaming at him in Coles

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'Til the Sorbent came and killed the bloody row

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And the Anthrax legends didn't mention pus and blood and tears

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And the stories that my father told me never seemed quite real

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I caught some sneezes on my back that I didn't even feel

     E
God help me

        F#m E         D
It was Covid nineteen

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And can you tell me, doctor, why I still can't get to sleep?

    E                               D                A
And why the Channel Seven coverage chills me to my feet?

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And what's this hack that comes and goes

        D               A
Can you tell me what it means?

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God help me

           D       A
I’ve got Covid nineteen