Letras
Stir crazy
Is another kind of hell
Comfort prison
With a guitar in my cell
I got to make
Me a sandwich
With the butts of moldy bread
But that mean I'll have to get up from my bed
I've got the pandemic blues
I've got it good
Got marijuana
Got malt alcohol
Got HBO Go now
Oh, I've got it all
Got the pandemic blues
I've got it good
The pandemic blues
I got it good
I do