Here's a new song by Dermot Ryan via David Ingerson
THE CORONAVIRUS BALL (to the tune of Lanigan's Ball) Dermot Ryan Spots where I changed words: (Dermot's words) [David Ingerson's words]
In the town of Wuhan some germs from an animal made a big lep and infected a few Nobody thought it would be a pandemic (and) [but] now the whole world's in a hullabaloo.
It didn't take long for the germs to go global in planes and trains and cruises by sea, Now locked in our homes and trying to stay sober we can't even watch the live sports on TV.
Six long months in isolation, six long months doing nothing at all Six long months in isolation, this lock-down is driving me [right] up the wall.
Chorus: I tried to go out, got sent back in again, I went out again, straight back in again (I'm) sick to death of this social distancing, finish the lock-down for once and for all.
The experts say keep two meters distance and never to gather in couples and groups. And atin' at home is a feckin' disaster I'm fat as a fool atin' pasta and soups.
Now in the UK the virus was active and got the prime minister in number ten. I hope Boris Johnson recovers completely so that we can call him a dick-head again.
Six long months in isolation, six long months without toilet roll I wish to god [that] I had constipation because I got nothing for wiping me hole.
Chorus
Now Trump took it lightly, there's no need to panic, We're under control, sure, 'tis only a flu. He finally did what he promised the voters, America first in (the infections) [this virus], too.
Three long years with Trump as president, three long years doing nothing at all Talking shite and blaming China as Mexico begs him to finish the wall
Chorus
The end is in sight and the curve it is (flattening) [flatter, but] lifting the lock-down is yet to be seen Washing your hands and staying at home is the only solution for Covid-19.
Six long months in isolation, the planet has never looked greener before, But back to the grind to pay off the mortgage, the world it just won't be the same anymore.