Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mat Best
Mat Best
Performer
Timothy Montana
Timothy Montana
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mat Best
Mat Best
Songwriter
Tim Montana
Tim Montana
Songwriter
Micah Wilshire
Micah Wilshire
Songwriter

Lyrics

Went to the grocery store after the stampede
People fight for toilet paper like the UFC
Nothin' left on that shelf but a lonely can of beans
So I can guess I'll head back to the house and take a bath in bleach
Quarantine, quarantine
Drinkin' whiskey like vaccine
Wavin' at the neighbours
Social distancing
Quarantine, quarantine
Wearing Lysol like sunscreen
Quarantine, quarantine
Oh, lonesome quarantine
And 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 neighbours
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'm-, 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, and, Tim, I really like that chorus, let's hit that one more time
Quarantine, quarantine
Drinkin' whiskey like vaccine
Wavin' at the neighbours
Social distancing
Quarantine, quarantine
Wearing Lysol like sunscreen
Quarantine, quarantine
Oh, lonesome quarantine
Getting a little dull there
Written by: Mat Best, Micah Wilshire, Timothy Montana
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