Cuarentena Y Tres

Yo dude, pick up the phone
Come on, come on, come on
Hrrrr
Erm... who dis
Go

Don't panic, it's just a pandemic, just another zombie movie
Stay at home you manic bitches, listen to this oddly groovy
Tune or cook ten pounds of pasta, masturbate or bone
And rule your little kingdom from your toilet paper throne
Don't panic, it's just another epic, catastrophic end-of-the-world
Scenario, Wuhan to Ontario, do ya know the numbers, tho? Well... no
Hygiene routines, Trump and Putin, who's got some vaccine? I don't eat gluten
Who's gonna make it till the war can start
Who's gonna die from their very own fart

Cuarentena, cuarentena-y-tres
Me and my baby, me and my baby
In a lockdown

So you think it's a punishment of god? Jeez i dunno
Lotsa diseases seem to be livestock related... oh, you don't think so
Man is the pinnacle of nature, but me, I'm just a raccoon, your metaphysical
Talk doesn't make any sense to me, not even in the face of Shanghai Noon

Cuarentena, cuarentena-y-tres
Me and my baby, me and my baby
In a lockdown, lockdown, lockdown

Locked inside
Snacks are gone
Marble white
Shithole throne
Cut your bangs
Don't cut your throats
Soothe the angst
Pokémon

Cuarentena, cuarentena-y-tres
Me and my baby, me and my baby
In a lockdown
Cuarentena, cuarentena-y-tres
Me and my baby, me and my baby
In a lockdown
Cuarentena, cuarentena-y-tres
Me and my baby, me and my baby
In a lockdown, lockdown, lockdown
Lockdown, lockdown, lockdown, lockdown, lockdown
Lockdown, lockdown, lockdown, lockdown, lockdown



Credits
Writer(s): Raoul Zillani
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