Quarantine - Tim Montana, Mat Best

Went to the grocery store after the stampede

People fight for toilet paper like the UFC

Nothin' left on that shelf but lonely can of beans

So I guess I'll head back to the house and take a bath in bleach

Quarantine, quarantine

Drinkin' whiskey like vaccine

Wavin' at the neighbors

Social distancing

Quarantine, quarantine

Wearing Lysol like sunscreen

Quarantine, quarantine

Oh, lonesome quarantine

All my anti-huntin' buds are reachin' out to me

I know your freezers stay stocked up, can I get some fresh deer meat?

Well, I hope your family's well, hope them hands are clean

Any chance that you might have an extra AR-15

Quarantine, quarantine

Drinkin' whiskey like vaccine

Wavin' at the neighbors

Social distancing

Quarantine, quarantine

Wearing Lysol like sunscreen

Quarantine, quarantine

Oh, lonesome quarantine

Shoutout to the heroes

Fightin' this disease

It's time to come together now

As one society

But wait a minute

Whoa, h-, like-, i-, just-, stop, stop, stop

I meant that, in like a metaphorical sense

Not a literal sense

Because if we came together that would be the antithesis of what quarantine means

But good thing we have FaceTime

'Cause we can hang out, make dumb songs like this

And shoutout to all the healthcare workers out there

And, Tim, I really like that chorus, let's hit that one more time

Quarantine, quarantine

Drinkin' whiskey like vaccine

Wavin' at the neighbors

Social distancing

Quarantine, quarantine

Wearing Lysol like sunscreen

Quarantine, quarantine

Oh, lonesome quarantine