chorus:
Whatcha gonna do
whatcha gonna do
whatcha gonna do
Til the Quarantine is thru
Whatcha gonna do
whatcha gonna do
whatcha gonna do
Til the Quarantine is thru

Maybe we’ll get real good at organizing socks
All our paper clips be placed in a special box
Listen to the works of Woody, Bob and Bruce
Read your old comic books, catch up on Proust

Maybe we’ll get real good at recognizing dust
See if Coca Cola can really cure rust
Maybe we’ll get pro at polishing the sink
Maybe we’ll be experts at tiddly winks

Maybe we’ll paint pictures like Van Gogh or Matisse
Maybe we’ll get good at imitating geese
We’ll honk and we’ll bleat and we’ll shriek to wake the dead
And we’ll be world-class at making our bed

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Maybe we’ll learn glockenspiel, may be we’ll make pies
Maybe we’ll do exercise to tighten up our thighs
Maybe we’ll write symphonies, bold and anthemic
In D major, D major’s good for a pandemic

Maybe we’ll write theses for master’s degrees
Something scientific, like how do ice cubes freeze
Maybe we’ll learn party tricks, like in the deep south
Flipping peanuts from your finger to your mouth

Maybe we’ll eat beans and emit noxious gasses
Maybe we’ll start takin a bunch online classes
Maybe we’ll drink lemonade, every day at 5
And listen to the folksingers on the Facebook live

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(lyrics: Dan Bern)