Intro
|B5 |B5 | 2x
|Bm |G |A |A | 2x
[Verse]
B5 G5 A5
I guess I'm blessed to be so fucking bored
B5 G5
And hiding from this phantom antigen
A5
That wants to send us to the morgue
[Chorus]
N.C. Bm G A
Quarantine, fuck this disease
Bm G A
I'd rather be on Star Tours or stuck at the DMV
Bm G A
Quarantine, no, not for me
Bm A
I thought that things were fucked up in 2019, fuck quarantine
[Verse]
Bm G A
Some people hit the bottle, some people hit the books
Bm G A
Some people storm The Capitol, some second guess parenthood
Bm G
It'll disappear in April, just like a miracle
A
We don't need social distance, we don't need old people
Bm G
So throw the shop doors open and save our economy
A
We don't need ICU beds or PPE
[Chorus]
N.C. Bm G A
Quarantine, fuck this disease
Bm G A
I'd rather watch some magic or do press in Germany
Bm G A
Quarantine, no, not for me
Bm G A
I thought that things were fucked up in 2019, fuck quarantine
[Bridge]
Bm
It'll disappear in April, just like a miracle
F#maj7/A#
We don't need social distance, we don't need old people
Bm
So throw the shop doors open, save our economy
D
We don't need ICU beds, we don't need PPE
[Solo]
|Bm |F#maj7/A# |Bm |D D/C# |
[Chorus]
Bm G A
Quarantine, fuck this disease
Bm G A
I'm never shaking hands again and don't kiss me on the cheek
Bm
Fuck quarantine