Third lockdown, 2021 and it’s a little bit lonely, no-one’s ever coming round
Third lockdown, 2021 we bet we’d all be outside but I’m still listening to the sound of their tears
Third lockdown, every day I’m treated like I offer room service but they mess it in the blink of an eye
Third lockdown, every now and then we get a little bit terrified of when we think she’s gonna let fly
Third lockdown, time flies, struggling to tell the days apart
Third lockdown, time flies, feels as if we’re only at the start
But we’ve grown a lot in height, there’s no way for us to measure
And if you look our clothes are tight, we’ve been eating more than ever
All these screens must be harming our sight ’cause we’re on all day long, together we once limited the hours online, now someone’s got the Xbox One on all of the time (all of the time)
I don’t know what to do, we work in fits and starts, we’re sitting in pyjamas making catty remarks
We’re really feeling uptight, my bedroom’s like a building site
Once upon a time we could travel abroad, now we barely get in the car
There’s nothing we can do, we’re totally fixed where we are
Once upon a time we went hiking for miles, but now we can’t be arsed with the park
Nothing we can say, we’re totally fixed where we are
[Interpretative dance interlude]
(Used to be ‘bright eyes’) Struggling to tell the days apart
(Now ‘Lord of the Flies’) It feels as if we’re right back at the start
And we leave on all the lights, I don’t close the doors in winter
Dad said use only black and white, we’ve been ruining the printer
And we’ll always be picking a fight, ’cause they’ll never be ‘wrong’
We’re physically older but in mental decline, we won’t go back to school until the eighth of March
Just sitting in our dressing gowns and giving off farts
We’re really feeling irate, like bears that never hibernate
Forever in a lockdown state
Once upon a time we were singing Les Mis, but now it’s 80s songs from the charts
Nothing we can say, we’re totally fixed where we are.