I know what you are thinking You’re wondering what’s the fuss? Your world is drastically shrinking And you’ve suddenly become a recluse Your outings in public together Without masks, distance, or rules Means a resulting increase of pressure On us all, you ignorant fools But if you knew her like I do It would change your point of view How can I speak of her malevolence? She’s cunning, mercurial and quick How much more do you need as evidence than thousands dead or critically sick? If you could see her through my PPE Witness the pain and the grief she inflicts You wouldn’t perhaps be so cavalier As to treat deaths as just statistics If only you knew her like I do It would change your point of view I don’t understand why you think it’s all lies Can’t fathom how you’ve quite got the gall For if you could see her through my eyes She wouldn't look fake newsish at all Jude (Inspired by If You Could See Her Through My Eyes – Cabaret, 1966, lyrics by Fred Ebb)
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