The Plague

In the Year of our Lord 2020 a Plague to England did come
It flew in from across the Sea and infected Everyone
I thought that damn cough would go away, But it was here to stay
And they locked the country up far too late and the death rose every day

The Government they wrote me that I must lock up shop and and stay
At home with my wife and my family till the Plague it goes away
Now I cannot give my Children the things that they Expect
And a man that cannot feed his family looses his self respect.

There are those who are fine they get their money just the same
But me I must find a side hustle and live with the shame
I’ll sell my stuff and hope to get enough, hustling on the internet
For the Plague of 2020 is a year I won’t forget

I hear the roads are empty now and the petrol it is cheap
there are no planes up in the sky and I can can hear the songbirds sweet
The world still spins and it begins to occur to me
We will start again in ’21 and do things differently
We will start again in ’21 and do things differently