Sad Eyed Lady of the Lockdown
Channel: Leamington Books
Date: 07/05/2020

Lyrics by Eddie Gibbons
after Bob Dylan

"Sad Eyed Lady of the Lockdown"
 
When your nurse’s pay in divisionary times
disappears like smoke in the foodbank lines
and your rent unpaid and your hours a crime
Oh, who do you think would clap for you?
With delusional morons burning 5G masts
and the streetcars stopped, overgrown with grass
and your face exposed behind a home-made mask
Who among them do you think could stand next to you?
 
Sad-eyed lady of the lockdown
Where the sad-eyed postman says that no mail comes
My Waitrose pies, my Sainsbury's buns
Should I leave them by your gate?
No, sad-eyed lady, I won’t wait
 
With your 6 week isolation flattening the curve,
And Joe Wicks’ workouts getting on our nerves
And Boris Johnson urging us to take one for the herd,
who among them do you think most distresses you?
The throngs in Aldi with their hoarding lists
The bogroll bandits are the nation’s Greatest Shits
Along with Richard Branson and that Wetherspoons git
Who among them most depresses you?
 
Sad-eyed lady of the lockdown
Where the sad-eyed preacher says that no God comes
My Waitrose pies, my Sainsbury's buns
Should I bring them past your gate?
No, sad-eyed lady, I won’t wait
 
The One Percent are certain to be saved
when nurses and auxiliaries have been buried in their graves
for want of ventilators, PPE and autoclaves
Oh, who among them really wants just to kill you?
With your loss of hope and your lack of drugs
And your patients dying without a hug
It’s Camus' La Peste as a clusterfuck
Who among them do you think will destroy you?
 
Sad-eyed lady of the lockdown
Where the sad-eyed preacher says that no God comes
My Waitrose pies, my Sainsbury's buns
Should I bring them past your gate?
Oh, sad-eyed lady, it’s too late