Funny Old Days Video (MV)

I've got a problem that I'd like to share
That little virus it gets everywhere
It gets on your hands and skin your clothes and your feet
It gets on your shoes when you walk down the street
Oh these are funny old days
We might have to change our ways
I wonder if things
Will ever be normal
Again

Oh I've got a problem I'd like you to hear
My darling wife she succumbed to the fear
She's locked herself in the bathroom and she stays there all day
And when I try to help she just screams "Go away!"

I've got a problem I'd like you to share
That queue in Tesco's is going nowhere
They've bought all the baked beans and all the toilet roll
And I wonder what that sort of buying does to your soul?

I've got a problem I'd like you to hear
It's mother's day but my mother's not here
She's in her flat, and she's all alone
And because of the virus she won't answer her phone