They closed all cemeteries
No entry allowed
Since Covid-19 is here like a dark cloud
I stare at the lock and a heavy dark chain
And just like you do
I feel a deep pain too

They’re unlocking the gates
Oh! The joy it creates!
I run to get in-it’s gonna be fine
I feel so divine!
No! STOP! Shouts your schmuck
And I’m out of luck
‘cause your pain is better than mine
Your pain is better than mine

You are the only one who can soothe the pain
The rest of us commoners just stare at the chain
One, two limos parked by the shrine
Your shrine is better than mine

Everywhere in the houses, apartments, and streets
People share love and offer good deeds
Limousine cars for the elites
You own the entire shrine
Your shrine is bigger than mine
Mary’s daughter was killed by the car
Four years ago, April 10th-so bizarre
Today, Mary won’t pay her respects
The gates are locked, yes, Mary did check
That’s what occurs…
‘cause your pain is better than hers
Your pain is better than hers

On that very same day
Joseph lost his wife, son, and dad
The cemetery is closed, and Joseph feels very sad
Today, he won’t grieve the people he missed
‘cause your pain is better than his
Your pain is better than his

To be perfectly honest
I’m not fond of a cemetery
When mom asks me, I take her there
And memorialize my dad with gravesite flowers
And vine
Your pain is better than mine
Your pain is better than mine

Today is a beautiful and special day
To visit our loved ones who have passed away
They are on the other side
Crying, feeling blue
Just like me and You
Just like me and You
Just like me and You
Just like me and You