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Song Parodies -> "Out There"

Original Song Title:

"Round Here"

 (MP3)
Original Performer:

Counting Crows

Parody Song Title:

"Out There"

Parody Written by:

Arch Vile

The Lyrics

Not sure if this is too soon or too late. Anyways, here's our path to dystopia.
(Verse 1)
Step off the plane back from afar coming home
Where all security are covered in gloves and mask
After customs and the cab, nothing to feel but only drab
Through the emptiness of people who can’t do their task

Well, I pace all around, unpack my gear
Take my dose of daily fear+
So? Now I know
The family is trying
Through the pane, I see them sighing
Why? Now I know

(Chorus 1)
Out there, we cannot go on dates
Out there, virus cultivates

(Verse 2)
Julia came from BestBuy with equipment in her bag
There’s a need to reach out to her friends using the Zoom
And the conversation changes with every newfound hashtag
Just as the boredom, makes us clean up, our brand new tomb

She takes a look at data models, and sees her jaw drop
Says she does not understand the normal
And she knows the savings she’s retained are disappearing
She sees trouble when the shelves are all a MORSEL

(Chorus 2)
Out there, we’re feeling more withdrawn
Out there, we can’t get along
Out there, we balk on the lockdowns to not sacrifice our rights
Out there, she’s paying a big price

(Verse 3)
Waking people better get off the grid
Out of our freedom flag
Mama’s little kids’ education is now slid
Out of our freedom

She says, “I do not know myself”
She says, “Yeah, I know, I do not know myself”
But the guy at his work without new taboo
Told, “Sir, the vaccine has not come through
Can’t you tell our world is struggling?”

Then we look at politicians
And relief with their conditions
We should oust them of power
We should hear from more physicians

(Chorus 3)
Out there, she’ll seldom be the same
Out there, for most, just lost the game
Out there, we’re ratting out all our neighbors
Like, nineteen eighty four>
Out there, our lives are never, never, never, never, more

I, I can’t be social, social out there
You notice I’m not bawling, you notice I’m not bawling
Will you help me? Cause I’m bawling out my heart

(Outro)
I said I want to know touch, out there
Oh man, I said I want to know touch, out there
Well I can’t be social, social out there
+ = My analogy for cable news viewers. > = The book by Orwell not the year. Sorry if this got depressing.

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