Lockdown Songs
The Fool
Play the office politics, play it well, avoid the pits
I’m no fool, I’m no fool
Bend the truth, tell little lies, sacrificed to compromise
I’m no fool, I’m no fool
Kiss the ass of those above, fit your hand into their glove
I’m no fool, I’m no fool
To get on in this life you have no cede
To satisfy my needs, ‘cos I’m no fool.
*
Cos the fool is quite contented as he strolls across the park
Encountering each stranger with a smile
He sits upon a bench to watch the light turn into dark
Before skipping home in some affected style
But it’s no trial, ‘cos he’s the fool
*
Jump the gun and step in line, volunteer for overtime
I’m no fool, I’m no fool
Crack the whip and get things done, work displaces having fun
I’m no fool, I’m no fool
Make it comprehensible, that I’m indispensable
I’m no fool, I’m no fool
Think of all the money I can save,
To spend before the grave ‘cos I’m no fool.
*
The fool sits on the pavement staring blankly into space
Marvelling at the generosity
Of workers going by and throwing money in his tin
He sees their chains the wearers cannot see
They are not free, free like the fool
*
Every day I go to work, sit in traffic go berserk
I’m no fool, I’m no fool
Tick the box from nine to five, got to make sure I survive
I’m no fool, I’m no fool
Every month in my account drops another small amount
I’m no fool, I’m no fool
I have no time to think, no time to rest,
I may not be the best, but I’m no fool
*
The fool looks out the window and appreciates the view
As he savours every second passing by
He ponders his existence and the things that he should do
But he’s never really understood just why
That he should try, ‘co he’s the fool
*
Play the office politics, play it well, avoid the pits
I’m no fool, I’m no fool
Bend the truth, tell little lies, sacrificed to compromise
I’m no fool, I’m no fool
Kiss the ass of those above, fit your hand into their glove
I’m no fool, I’m no fool
To get on in this life you have no cede
To satisfy my needs, ‘cos I’m no fool.
*
Cos the fool is quite contented as he strolls across the park
Encountering each stranger with a smile
He sits upon a bench to watch the light turn into dark
Before skipping home in some affected style
But it’s no trial, ‘cos he’s the fool
*
Jump the gun and step in line, volunteer for overtime
I’m no fool, I’m no fool
Crack the whip and get things done, work displaces having fun
I’m no fool, I’m no fool
Make it comprehensible, that I’m indispensable
I’m no fool, I’m no fool
Think of all the money I can save,
To spend before the grave ‘cos I’m no fool.
*
The fool sits on the pavement staring blankly into space
Marvelling at the generosity
Of workers going by and throwing money in his tin
He sees their chains the wearers cannot see
They are not free, free like the fool
The first lockdown brought the country almost to a halt. For me, one of the benefits was that that the rat race slowed down and I could concentrate more on what was important… rather than going to work. I couldn’t understand why people were so desperate to get back to the office. I must have been a fool . – Paul