It's been more than a month Since we started lockdown The streets are deserted There's no one around Nobody's leaving the house I'm the first to admit That I've let myself go My jeans don't fit I've let my hair grow You can't be spontaneous In five k's of radius Hook turns, hook turns We'll be making hook turns, hook turns Hook turns, hook turns, tonight Just like Linda Thompson Let me see the bright lights We'll go into town We'll go there tonight If I can remember how to drive I want to see people I want to see life I want to eat something With a fork and a knife It's been a disaster Six weeks of pasta Hook turns, hook turns We'll be making hook turns, hook turns Hook turns, hook turns, tonight It's academic while this pandemic Is hitting harder than Jeffrey Fenech Til something changes, we're all staying at home There's no denying these time are trying I've seen everything Netflix is supplying I'm sick and tired of spending time my own Hook turns, hook turns We'll be making hook turns, hook turns Hook turns, hook turns, tonight