You’re locked inside
But you think it’s fine
You’re just hanging around at home.
You got your virtual pub
You got your virtual grub (cause you’re broke)
But there’s your dog and a remote - so you’re happy enough
You don’t want to leave the house anymore
You’ve made a nest in your bed and you can’t see the floor
You’re fridge is tocked
Because your online shopping just got dropped
And even the bottle-o delivers!
So there’s no designated drivers only stressed out livers
(Chorus)
You’ve got the anti-social distancing going on
Yeah, we’re anti-social distancing
And you’ve never left your house before
Without wondering if you’d probably rather stay in more
But now - I don’t want to stay home.
You havent seen any of your mates in what seems like a year
Unless it’s through a screen and we’re both probably drinking beer
And I’ll spend my money on JD
But I know I’m drinking too much because all my shotys are free.
(Chorus)
I wanna go
I wanna go
I just wanna go
I wanna go
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