Quarantine Blues was written in March, 2020, soon after the state of Massachusetts, like much of the United States and the world shut down. This song pokes fun at the whole predicament, and how we had to learn to cope with it. Instrumentation consists of:
Willie T: vocals, bass, electric and acoustic guitars, drum machine
Doctor X: blues harmonica

Lyrics

I was told to leave campus on a Saturday night
They said it’s on account of a terrible blight
This Covid19 is spreading sickness and fear
You don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here

I’m trying, doing what I can
I’m surviving, self-isolatin’
Keep my hands real clean, so I don’t get these quarantine blues

Well, our so-called leaders don’t know what to do
And now they’ve got the population all confused
Should we stay safe at home, or go back to work?
A mixed message from the president, he’s such a jerk

I’m trying, doing what I can
I’m surviving, self-isolatin’
Keep my hands real clean, so I don’t get these quarantine blues

Well, I told my doctor I ain’t feelin’ right
I got an awful dry cough, I’m in a terrible fright
My temperature’s rising, it’s 102
He said to stay home, we got no place for you!

I’m trying, doing what I can
I’m surviving, self-isolatin’
Keep my hands real clean, so I don’t get these quarantine blues

Well, my 401k is goin’ down the tubes
The Wall Street mavens are all singing the blues
Should’ve bought stock in Zoom when the price was nil
If the virus don’t get me, then the repo man will

I’m trying, doing what I can
I’m surviving, self-isolatin’
Keep my hands real clean, so I don’t get these quarantine blues

Now we’re living in a state of emergency
The shops are all closed, the grocery shelves are empty
There’s no disinfectant, and they’ve run out of food
There’s no toilet paper, don’t know what I’m gonna do!

I’m trying, doing what I can
I’m surviving, self-isolatin’

Got no respirators, ventilators, N95s
GM is all backed up on the production line
Big Pharma’s working on a vaccine, but we’re running out of time
So, keep your social distance, don’t you put up no resistance

Keep your hands real clean, so you don’t get these quarantine blues
Better take my advice, or you’ll be singing the coronavirus blues

Lyrics and music by Willie T & Doctor X
(pseud. for William J. Santoro & Michael Higgins)
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