LYRIC

It's like a virus, and it's coming to get you my friend
No one is immune or fit to defend
The poison in our veins that spreads as we play pretend
It's coming to get ya!

It's like the rising tides of polluted seas
It's like the credit card with the hidden fees
It's like the man that sleeps on the street tonight and when he asks us for change we avoid his eyes
It's like the cost of sending out our troops to war
Could be the, money spent on helping out the poor
It's like the pensioner inside her council home who can't pay for her heating and dies in her sleep alone

And I've seen, no vaccine, only the writing on the wall
White Blood cells inside our system don't work at all
And I've seen, no vaccine, only the writing on the wall
The writing on the wall

It's like a virus, and it's coming to get you my friend
No one is immune or fit to defend
The poison in our veins that spreads as we play pretend
It's coming to get ya!

It's like the nurse that's working a twelve hour day
It's like the thirty-five grand for a bottle of champagne
It's the multinationals avoiding their taxes while they're raising VAT for bailing out all the banks
It's like the kid that's smashing up the Cash Converter
The bonus for the bosses of the corporate merger
The way we call a quarantine for everyone else and never even realise we had the virus ourselves
And I've seen, no vaccine, only the writing on the wall
White Blood cells inside our system don't work at all
And I've seen, no vaccine, only the writing on the wall
The writing on the wall

It's like a virus, and it's coming to get you my friend
No one is immune or fit to defend
The poison in our veins that spreads as we play pretend
It's coming to get ya!
It's coming to get you my friend. It's like a Virus

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