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This is a stream of consciousness written down on April 5th 2020. It is an attempt to figure out what on earth is going on and how people are responding to this new reality.
lyrics
Lyrics:
I’ll try to set the scene because this must be tv,
A shocking experiment with tragedy,
If this is a box set it's stranger than the last,
We’ll look for perspective and downplay it with laughs,
The system is systematically unfit for purpose,
Can’t provide your basic needs, just an hour on earth's surface,
to walk the dog, have a jog,
and scare all the old folks with your sweat and your cough,
But I heard an asteroid will kill us all real soon
Did we start a cull of the old for the new?
Well anyway
The mega rich will keep their planes, the middle class can all stay in,
The footballers can keep their wage, if the cleaners they’ll eat from the bins.
When all we need is a new conspiracy,
Because this reality is far too frightening,
Let's blame the fanatics and authoritarian regimes,
When all we need is a new conspiracy theory.
Now the truth sets in, that your job's worth nothing,
It does nothing for no one, but it made you feel important,
Will you stay indoors? No you’ll get too bored,
Social media is mediocre now your easily ignored,
While they fight a war, We’ve not seen like before,
You won’t feel the severity til it breaks down your door.
Will someone please call the management consultants, Yeah they’ll know what to do,
On six figure pay, epidemiology must be child's play for fools.
All we need is a new conspiracy,
Because this reality is far too frightening,
Let's blame all the foreigners and new technology,
When all we need is a new conspiracy.
Because we gave up on the science cos facts are never fun,
All that plastic in the ocean and climate change to outrun,
Yeah well that’s not for me, it’s not very sexy,
All this death talk is dreary, let’s have steak for tea,
But what about my holiday abroad?
It’s just twice a year, No private jets in this house my conscience is clear.
It’s time to listen to the grown ups, not toddlers in cots,
we were warned long ago but belief in the facts was lost.
While we pray for a cure, when science wins the day,
So Miss anti-vax can boycott it, to keep her children safe,
Then we’ll all take up arms, in the tinfoil hat brigade,
And shout no it’s not truly as bad as they say.
We’re not not Italy, We’re not Spain,
We’re Great Britain, Or the UK.
So tell me what’s the fate of so called humanity?
between a rock or a hard place and political policy?
When all we need is a new conspiracy,
because this reality is far too frightening,
Let’s forget all our history studying disease,
Ignore all the evidence, and probability,
It wasn’t under funding chasing fiscal dreams,
Ignore human misery, won’t someone please think of the economy.
credits
released May 8, 2020
Music and Lyrics by Richard Petch.
Richard Petch - Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Piano, Vocals, Theremin.
Joe Montague - Drums.
Recorded by Richard Petch & Joe Montague.
Mixed by Adam Martin.
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