Kevin Lynch - Six Feet

I’m bored at home and I want to roam
Killed some time talking on the phone
I go outside to walk the streets
Neighbors want to stop and chat with me
“I’ll stay on my side, you stay on yours”
I can’t risk bringing death inside of my doors
You want to chat? Well I’ve got nothing to say
Except “stand back and get the fuck away!”
Six-feet… get the fuck away from me
Six-feet… put your children on a leash
Six-feet… don’t you take another step
Or you’ll be six feet under ground
Talenti’s on sale for two-ninety-five
It’s not essential though to risk the drive
I know you’ll be there getting your cream
To see you out side makes me scream
Your gloves and mask mean nothing to me
Stay the fuck home and watch TV
Don’t say “heyyy” even though I know you
I’ll wave from a distance, that we can do
Six-feet… get the fuck away from me
Six-feet… put your children on a leash
Six-feet… don’t you take another step
Or you’ll be six feet under ground
How do I know you haven’t been infected
Why must we take the risk, instead of listening
Staying fit is paramount
Keep your distance when you’re about
COVID-19 is still unknown
You want to chat, let’s talk on the phone
Heed the warning, keep walking past
We don’t know how long this will last
My body language is obvious
It says “back the fuck up you stupid cunt!”
Six-feet… get the fuck away from me
Six-feet… put your children on a leash
Six-feet… don’t you take another step
Or you’ll be …..dead
Six-feet… get the fuck away from me
Six-feet… put your children on a leash
Six-feet… don’t you take another step

Written by:
Kevin Lynch

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