Lyrics
I was so deeply pleased to pause this life
I think I jinxed this world and caused this strife
Yes I longed so long for fewer nouns
I longed so well the world shut down
And now the kettle is calling the pot black
And I call you virus but you don’t call me back
So I just keep listening to my own voice
In the echo chamber of my choice
Touché I say and Mazel Tov
To the kind of ride that you can’t get off
Yes, can’t, that is, until you must
You win I give in unless I trust
And now the kettle is calling the pot black
And I call you virus but you don’t call me back
So I just keep listening to my own voice
In the echo chamber of my choice
I was so deeply pleased to pause this life
I think I jinxed this world and caused this strife
Yes I longed so long for fewer nouns
I longed so well the world shut down
And now the kettle is calling the pot black
And I call you virus but you don’t call me back
So I just keep listening to my own voice
In the echo chamber of my choice
Touché I say and Mazel Tov
To the kind of ride that you can’t get off
Yes, can’t, that is, until you must
You win I give in unless I trust
And now the kettle is calling the pot black
And I call you virus but you don’t call me back
So I just keep listening to my own voice
In the echo chamber of my choice
I was so deeply pleased to pause this life