COVID CRAZY

(Paul Meekin)

This song is a wild ride of satire and romance, playfully merging COVID-19 paranoia with conspiracy theories. It humorously declares love in the midst of chaos, referencing everything from QAnon to chemtrails, all wrapped in a catchy, ironic serenade. The lyrics cleverly poke fun at current events and societal fears, making this not just a song, but a commentary on the times, delivered with a wink and a loving nudge.

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The microchip in my arm is itching, QAnon says it’s attractive symptom, cause baby, I’m Covid crazy for youuuuu

Heart rate’s hundred miles per hour, can't get off these beta blockers, a rhythm in each step, thanks to you (Woo Hahn!),

Now I gotta watch my weight, no more late night stakeouts at the PizzaGate.

Pint of McGinnis will have to wait. Cause I’m Covid crazy for you.

Cause when I saw you standing there with all that tussle in your hair, I thank chemtrails above for the shine in your eyes.

You're ever-changin' like settled science. Kinkier than Epstein Island, don't mind if I take a flight in too.

I know you think I have my problems, don’t know why I give to Ron Paul, girl, the Fed’s just the tip of the iceberg too….

You may think my people vote hitler but I promise you’re gonna miss em’ when all your farm fresh treats are replaced with soyyyyyy. Oh boy!

You Can’t even spell Gaddafi, G-A-D-D-A-F—E, love how just gotta correct me tooo.

so we smoke em while we got em’ isolating with you is not a problem, cause I’m COVID crazy for you.

Because when you're with me, lady, I see us with a baby, don’t care if they're green and scaly, just the cost of all that 5G, and maybe this 2D world was made for three.

I couldn’t care less about the government, critical race theory or Hunter Biden, the fact of matter is it’s all white noise.

And you know what I would reckon not even ivermectin, could cure me of your 34-48-32.

It doesn’t matter if it’s Moderna or Pfizer, Johnson Brothers, or Hydroxychloroquine All I want is you with me, a reefer farm and open carry, cause these arms are bare without you here.

So dear if you let me, let’s mask up and do the whole thing, live together in harmony, happy ever after in Covid Crazy matrimony.
© Paul Meekin 2024