First they tell you everything is fine
Go out carry on
Have yourself a good time
Pubs and sporting fixtures fit to burst
Chances are that you’ll be going first
Then they tell you that they got it wrong
Maybe you should stay at home
Away from the throng
Won’t get any better just get worse
Chances are that you’ll be going first
Well the old and sick and feeble gonna die
No matter what you do
Or how hard you try
So use your free time sensibly
And order a hearse
Chance are your loved ones going first
Chances are that they’ll go first
Oh dear me what have they done
They’ve infected everyone
Told you they had followed rules
Now those rules are killing you
So don’t you fret or kick
Or scream or cry
Just show your Dunkirk spirit
And quietly die
We know that coming last is just the worst
Just be thankful you are going
Just be thankful you are going
Just be thankful you are going first