The Tramp's Soliloquy is a partial record of songs and poems I've written over the years. Hope you find something here worthy of your attention.
Sunday, 15 October 2017
Strange Brew
After Eric Clapton had a severe reaction to the COVID vaccination I was minded to alter the lyrics of his great song, 'Strange Brew' slightly.
Apologies for the massacre of your work, Eric. Hope you get well soon.
Covid-19, the Lockdowns, the vaccines, the 'great reset,' 'build back better' and the mass censorship of all learned opinion that deviates from the establishment narrative are their weapons of mass destruction. The animals at the top of the tree are at war with us, they really are.
"It's a bitch, it's trouble, it's a superflu,
In their own mad minds they're all through with you,
With you.
Now what you gonna do?
Strange brew will kill what's inside of you.
It's some kind of fever, like a superglue,
If you don't watch out it'll stick to you, and you're through,
What kind of fool are you?
Strange Brew will kill what's inside of you.
On a boat in the middle of raging sea,
You'd be safe from the virus but not from me, and you,
And you and you and you.
Strange Brew already inside of you.
Strange brew, strange brew,
Strange brew, strange brew.
Strange brew will kill what's inside of you."
All the best, Eric.
Recorded Strange Brew in June 2021.
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