I've got a home
I've got a house
In it I got a church
I got a street
I got a hotel
And a cosy bar
I got ladies; my wife
I have a pitch
For playing and keeping
myself strong, fit and healthy
I've got an office
I've got something
But not everything
But I'll stay at home
With my family
Because there is a virus
Out there...
Slaughtering human race
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