Pity Party

words and music by Tom Sanderson

Wouldn’t you like to join me on my pity party
Bring your friends and relatives; there’s plenty of room for all
Raise your cups and glasses, shower the confetti
Lift your tired spirit when I feel rather small.

One, two, three, four.

Hmm-hmm-hmm
Weighed by the care of the world, and I’m crying
Hmm-hmm-hmm
I don’t have it too bad, but I’m still sad
Hmm-hmm-hmm
All the world is upset and locked indoors
Hmm-hmm-hmm
Frowns get turned upside-down
But still, I feel sad

The Beach is Closed

words and music by Alan Sanderson

Well, the school was closed, so I went out to have some fun
I drove to the beach to spend some time in the sun
But the beach was closed, my surfin’ trip was done.

So I drove into town to find me something to eat
And I know this place where the food just can’t be beat
But the place was closed, and so was everything on that street.

The beach is closed
And the shopping mall
The hamburger stand
They’re closing them all
School classes are cancelled
And the drag races, too
There’s really nothing left to do.

I had a date that night, was taking my girl to a show
But when I went to her house, her daddy said she couldn’t go.
How much more can I take? Well I don’t know.

So I drove back home just as sad as I could be
And there was mom sitting down and watching TV
She said, “Son, why don’t sit down and watch it with me?”

Times Square is closed
And the National Mall
Piccadilly Circus
They’re closing them all
The Eiffel tower
Disneyland, too
There’s really nothing left to do.

Anywhere but here

words and music by Tom Sanderson

I lie on the couch in my house
While the rain falls outside, it divides me from all of the land
It’s told there’s a war zone out there
So I keep my head low while the conflict is left to expand
How my feet long to tread in Bohemia
Or Santorini instead
But I wouldn’t wish to be anywhere but here

So wearing my flannel PJs
Fallout shelter from cold and I live in a virtual space
There’s plenty to do but I don’t
I could learn a new skill still the heart wants what it cannot hold
We’ll get on with our lives
If the summer ever arrives
But I wouldn’t wish to be anywhere but here

Going Viral

words and music by Alan Sanderson

Home, I’m staying home
Within these walls, I have a world of my own
And we can stay inside ‘till the danger passes by
We’ll close our doors and hide.

How long will it take before it goes?
It’s anybody’s guess, but nobody knows
And we can stay inside until the danger passes by
We’ll stick together by staying apart.
‘Cause I’m not going viral
Oh, no.
I think I’ll sit this one out.

Home, I’m staying home
Forgive me if I just wanna be alone
‘Cause I’m not going viral.

Chronocide

words and music by Alan Sanderson

I’m killing time, just killing time
I’m killing time again.

I’m killing time,
Just killing time again on my own,
I’m killing time again

TP

words and music by Tom Sanderson

Lately, it occurs to me,
I could really use some more TP.
No more rolls for me to use
No more single-ply or twos.

The paper good isles have been bare
Rarely I find the TP there
I guess I’ll head back to the store
That’s what my yellow mask is for.

Behind the mask

words and music by Tom Sanderson

Are you really smiling at me,
Behind the smile of the yellow mask?

We have built our walls
With six feet in between
And we all hide behind
A shrouded face
It’s like we’re western movie bandits
Preserving the human race

Are you really smiling at me
Behind your pretty yellow mask?
Will we be the same two people
Behind the smile of the yellow mask?

The reason for this veil
To filter out the air
We’ll block invaders too small to be seen
We try to scrub our tired fingers raw
Trying to keep us clean

Are you really smiling at me
Behind your pretty yellow mask?
Will we be the same two people
Behind the smile of the yellow mask?

Pity Party – reprise

arranged by Alan and Tom Sanderson