I survived 2020 it’ll say on t-shirts
that have become tattered old rags half buried in the dirt
as we trudge out through the neighbourhood in 2033
hoping the gangs are occupied elsewhere in what’s left of the city
Maybe that’s melodramatic I don’t really know what comin
but if this crisis is a mountain we’re a long way from the summit
day after inauguration and teamsters in the Bronx are on strike
and there’s more cops to break em up then there were for the Capitol riot
It’s getting very 1930s out here and everyone I talk to
is nervous about the future and doesn’t know what to do
to stop the slide into crisis and panic
and walk the line between the need to struggle and the need to manage
because we’re no use to anyone if our own shits all fucked up
but looking out for number one is a big part of the problem
so here I am, writing extremely literal songs
about how to cope with the feeling that we’re approaching the end of it all
So I don’t know what to tell you, it’s 2021
I’ve predicted this for years but now it’s here it’s no fun
I don’t know what to tell you, it’s 2021
I know no place to hide and I know no place to run
I don’t know what to tell you it’s 2021
Here’s the thing about the virus, when you let it spread it mutates
so they’re making vaccines but then they’re gonna have to make updates
and because so many places are just letting it go nuts
there’s gonna be too many mutations for the vaccines to keep up
and people will keep dying, more and more, young and old
and a lot of people will get angry and we’ll be told
it’s our own fault, why didn’t you just stay home?
and the answer is clear: you didn’t give people the money to pay the rent and stay afloat
so they worked, they had to, and you knew it
and the virus kept spreading and people kept getting sick
and as things get worse and people get more desperate
they start looking for answers beyond the usual bullshit
Cos in this world we get lied to every single day
by the press, the politicians, the police, and that’s to say
nothing of the endless tidal wave of advertising
that only occasionally comes anyway near actually saying anything
So I don’t know what to tell you, it’s 2021
I’ve predicted this for years but now it’s here it’s no fun
I don’t know what to tell you, it’s 2021
I know no place to hide and I know no place to run
I don’t know what to tell you, it’s 2021
Sick that there's no other way
sad that I've got bills to pay
the system, there's nothing else
They pay for you to die today
prey, your highs and lowest wage
dropping from yourself selling self help
It's just the system
It's just the system
I really want to tell you let's change what's going on
the crisis in slow motion keeps speeding on and on
come on drop this bullshit cos something must be done
cruel optimism pending, I'll act before I'm gone
I really cannot tell you, I know what should be done
I hope that shit compels you, it's just the same swan song
I know that this is ending, I don't know where to start
my honesty will fell you, I think we are fargone
credits
from Confusing Times,
released February 3, 2024
co-written by Tanner Mirrlees
additional vocals and music by Tanner Mirrlees
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