Crip Dyke beat me to the punch on filk songs, but I couldn’t put the words together until tonight.  If I am unforgiven, I understand.

Sung to the tune of “Attack of the Killer Tomatoes”:

 

Attack of the Corona Virus

 

Attack of the Corona Virus

Attack of the Corona Virus

It’ll choke you, boil you, tire you, soil you

And pain you in the head

And choke your lungs under you’re dead!

 

It started in November,

Then broke out in December,

Beijing denied it, tried to hide it,

Samples they all burned,

But Corona, it soon returned.

 

The WHO, corrupt and thieving,

Took the money it’s receiving,

They lied and lied, hundred thousand died,

Bodies no one sees

At Wuhan’s mortuaries.

 

First it spread to Iran,

Then killed thousands Italian,

Millions infected, billions expected,

Now it’s pandemic,

Stupidity made it academic.

 

A quarantine is worldwide,

Governments cause genocide,

Incompetence in continents,

Cheetolini’s gang sneers

Corruption and profiteers.

 

Attack of the Corona Virus

Attack of the Corona Virus

It’ll choke you, boil you, tire you, soil you

And pain you in the head

And choke your lungs under you’re dead, dead, dead!