Intro
|E5 |E5 | 2x
|Em |C |D |D | 2x
[Verse]
E5 C5 D5
I guess I'm blessed to be so fucking bored
E5 C5
And hiding from this phantom antigen
D5
That wants to send us to the morgue
[Chorus]
N.C. Em C D
Quarantine, fuck this disease
Em C D
I'd rather be on Star Tours or stuck at the DMV
Em C D
Quarantine, no, not for me
Em D
I thought that things were fucked up in 2019, fuck quarantine
[Verse]
Em C D
Some people hit the bottle, some people hit the books
Em C D
Some people storm The Capitol, some second guess parenthood
Em C
It'll disappear in April, just like a miracle
D
We don't need social distance, we don't need old people
Em C
So throw the shop doors open and save our economy
D
We don't need ICU beds or PPE
[Chorus]
N.C. Em C D
Quarantine, fuck this disease
Em C D
I'd rather watch some magic or do press in Germany
Em C D
Quarantine, no, not for me
Em C D
I thought that things were fucked up in 2019, fuck quarantine
[Bridge]
Em
It'll disappear in April, just like a miracle
Bmaj7/D#
We don't need social distance, we don't need old people
Em
So throw the shop doors open, save our economy
G
We don't need ICU beds, we don't need PPE
[Solo]
|Em |Bmaj7/D# |Em |G G/F# |
[Chorus]
Em C D
Quarantine, fuck this disease
Em C D
I'm never shaking hands again and don't kiss me on the cheek
Em
Fuck quarantine