Coronavirus bohemian rhapsody lyrics lockdown song. Lyrics of the song written by Dana Jay Bein. Coronavirus bohemian rhapsody song start with Is this a sore throat? Is this just allergies? Caught in a lockdown No escape from reality.
Coronavirus bohemian rhapsody lyrics
Is this a sore throat?
Is this just allergies?
Caught in a lockdown
No escape from reality
Don’t touch your eyes
Just hand sanitize, quickly!
I’m just a poor boy
No job security
Because of easy spread, even though, wash your hands, laying low
I look out the window
The curve doesn’t look flat to me
To me…
Momma
I Just killed a man
I Didn’t stay inside my bed
I Walked right by him now he’s dead.
Momma
Life was so much fun
But now I’ve caught this unforgiving plague
Momma
Ooooooh…
Didn’t mean to make them die
If I’m not back to work this time tomorrow.
Carry on, carry on
As if people didn’t matter.
It’s too late
My time has come
Send shivers down my spine
Body’s aching all the time
Goodbye everybody
I’ve got the flu
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.
Momma… oooooh
I don’t wanna die
I sometimes wish I never went out at all!
I see a little silhouette of a man
What a douche, what a douche, did he even wash his hands?
Security is tightening, very very frightening me!
Gotta lay low Gotta lay low.
Gotta lay low Gotta lay low.
Gotta lay low masturbate masturbate! oh oh
I’m just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He’s just a poor boy, facing mortality
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Touch your face, wash your hands
Will you wash your hands?
Bismillah, NO! We will not wash our hands
Wash your hands!
Bismillah, we will not wash our hands
Wash your hands!
Bismillah, we will not wash our hands
Wash your hands!
Will not wash our hands
never never never never wash your hands
no no no no no no no
Oh mamma-mia, mamma-mia,
Mamma-mia let me go
Wash your hands!
COVID-19 has a sickness put aside for me…
For me
For me
So you think you can stop me and just shake my hand
So you think we can hang out and not break our plans!?
Oh, baby…
Can’t do this with me baby
Just gotta stay home
Just gotta stay home with my fever
ooooooh ooh
Curving can get flatter
Anyone can see
Curving can get flatter
Curving can get flatter
You’ll see
Just look out your window
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