Pandemic Pressure: Revised Encanto Lyrics for Parents
I’m a parent, I’m not nervous
I stay tough as the virus emerges
Safe from COVID, through the surges
And I know just how hard the research is
I don’t ask how hard the work is
Got a rough, indestructible surface
Delta, Omicron, I sprint through the marathon
I take what I’m handed, we’re all running ragged,
But
Under the surface
I feel berserk as
I swab my kid’s nose with the tests I purchase
Under the surface
Scared of COVID stats in our Google searches
Under the surface
I’m feeling pretty furious, having violent urges
Throughout the quarantines
Waiting for vaccines
Why aren’t we being seen
It’s
Pressure like a drip, drip, drip that’ll never stop, whoa
Pressure that’ll tip, tip, tip ‘till you just go pop, whoa
Parents “work from home” through the long school closures
Give them all the childcare we can’t shoulder
Will school be in person after all
In the fall
It’s
Pressure like a grip, grip, grip and it won’t let go, whoa
Pressure like a tick, tick, tick ’til it’s ready to blow, whoa
Try to get a toddler to comply with masking
While their panicked parents are multitasking
No vaccines because your child’s too small
Still they stall
Under the surface
I wear my mask, and it worsens, I worry the germ is gonna hurt us
Under the surface
The ship doesn’t swerve as it heard how bad the damn germ is
Under the surface
A variant emerges, why do we deserve this?
Infection slows
But then you get exposed
You can’t visit your relatives
And on and on it goes
But wait
If I could shake
The crushing weight of rising cases
Would that free some room up for joy
Or relaxation, or simple pleasure?
Instead we measure pandemic pressure
Not slowing, keep going
’Cause all we know is
Pressure like a drip, drip, drip that’ll never stop, whoa
Pressure that’ll tip, tip, tip ’til you just go pop, whoa-oh-oh
Give it to the parents, it doesn’t hurt and
See if they can handle every family burden
Watch as they buckle and bend but never break
No cracks, no breaks
No mistakes, no pressure
