The stupid mask I wore, the stupid mask
To Mass this morning, stupid mask, it stank
Of chemicals, stupid mask, and fogged my glasses
I felt stupid wearing that stupid mask
(You look stupid anyway, old man)
The stupid mask, I didn’t like the way
It muffled everything, that stupid mask
And with my foggy glasses, stupid mask
I felt detached from Word and Eucharist
(Don’t blame the mask for your lack of focus)
But the mask, after all, is not about me;
It’s about the frail and sickly, you see
(Who’s a good boy then!)