The air is clean and quiet.
Because most have stayed at home.
The price of gas is falling fast.
And I never more will roam.
Cause the virus has its grip on me.
I’ve developed this painful cough.
My fuel is low with nowhere to go.
My last stop? I’m getting off…
The fever broke, I’m feeling fine.
In this clean and quiet air.
The price of gas is back on track.
And the world is far from fair.