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Quarantine
people gather ‘round and listen to me hear my song hear my song mr marmalade is coming to tea and he’s bringing mr chips along there are fifty million ways to be free just don’t take too long choosing one or you could just stay home and watch your tv there might be some good films on all my shelves are packed with pasta and beans i must have a hundred tins my toilet cabinet has burst at the seams but i can squeeze a few more in at the time we were feeling fine just the chance to spend some quality time now everybody’s feeling mean now they’ve got us under quarantine feels like my world is coming to an end all the teenage kids are banned from the malls it’s like some form of martial law me and my buddies are all climbing the walls since they closed the record store people say it’s just a phoney disease the army cooked up in some lab my head is aching and i’ve started to sneeze what do you think about that? at the time we were feeling fine just to chat and share a bottle of wine