Virus (Acoustic Version)

It's like a virus, and it's coming to get you my friend.
No one is immune or fit to defend
The poison in our veins that spreads as we play pretend.
It's coming to get ya!
It's like the rising tides of polluted seas.
It's like the credit card with the hidden fees.
It's like the man that sleeps on the street
tonight and when he asks us for change we avoid his eyes.
It's like the cost of sending out our troops to war
Could be the, money spent on helping out the poor.
It's like the pensioner inside her council home who
can't pay for her heating and dies in her sleep alone.
And I've seen, no vaccine, only the writing on the wall.
White Blood cells inside our system don't work at all.
And I've seen, no vaccine, only the writing on the wall.
The writing on the wall.
It's like a virus, and it's coming to get you my friend.
No one is immune or fit to defend
The poison in our veins that spreads as we play pretend.
It's coming to get ya!
It's like the nurse that's working a twelve hour day.
It's like the thirty-five grand for a bottle of champagne.
It's the multinationals avoiding their taxes while
they're raising VAT for bailing out all the banks.
It's like the kid that's smashing up the Cash Converter.
The bonus for the bosses of the corporate merger.
The way we call a quarantine for everyone else
and never even realise we had the virus ourselves.
And I've seen, no vaccine, only the writing on the wall.
White Blood cells inside our system don't work at all.
And I've seen, no vaccine, only the writing on the wall.
The writing on the wall.
It's like a virus, and it's coming to get you my friend.
No one is immune or fit to defend
The poison in our veins that spreads as we play pretend.
It's coming to get ya!
It's coming to get you my friend.
It's like a Virus. And greed is the virus.



Credits
Writer(s): Neil Mcminn, Laila Khan, Paul Barnes, Horne, James Routh
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