It's the sound of the sleet All the canned food you'll eat That old vice you'll abuse Isolation blues It's the look on your face When your paycheck's erased It's the war of the news Got you all confused We all want the same thing To be safe, to be free What a catch 22 Isolation blues Isolation blues Isolation blues ♪ It's the sweat in their gloves From the frontlines with love You thought dancing alone Was isolation blues? But there are some who's last goodbyes Had to come through a phone Put yourself in their shoes Isolation blues Isolation blues Isolation blues