singing birds and lovely sun
dancing flowers, breeze, heaven
outside much much fun
I would like run run run
barring me this lockdown zone
I am eighty and I am alone
covid you are nineteen
you are nasty you are mean
oppressors do bite the dust
one day you go, I have trust
empty roads no traffic drone
I am eighty and I am alone
Boris you have done your best
you are tired have some rest
p p e and the public test
phoney promise phoney jest
counting my days forlorn
I am eighty and I am alone