From the recording Baby
It has arrived. The song that says it all. About 2020.
About Covid-19. About the current POTUS.
Enjoy, like, share and subscribe, as if it was the end of the world.
Lyrics
May I interrupt you, please
And put my mind at ease
I'm getting skin disease
'Cause you're fucking it up for me, baby
No matter what you say
It's going the wrong way
Words crushed down in an ashtray
And you're fucking it up for me, baby
Your fucking it up for me now
You don't mind telling you
How little you are true
A cliché to see through
'Cause you're fucking it up for me, baby
Behind that plastic grin
A foul stench from within
Tells tales of wimpy sin
And you're fucking it up for me, baby
You're fucking it up
Fucking it up
Fucking it now
Na nanana naaa
Na na na na na
May I interrupt you please,
And stop this hum reprise
Until you will decease
You'll be fucking it up for me, baby
No matter what you do
It's goosey through and through
You simply have no clue
And you're fucking it up for me, baby
And you're fucking it up for me, baby
You're fucking it up
Fucking it up
Fucking it now
Na nanana naaa
Na na na na na
Excuse me officer
What are you hitting for?
No sane man could concur
And you're fucking it up for me, baby
You're fucking it up for me now
Oh yes you're fucking it up for me, baby
You're fucking it up for me now