This song feels right for this moment in time, personally and perhaps universally.
...Not one single soul was saved
I was ordering an Indian takeaway
I was spared whilst others went to an early grave
Got stoned, yeah, went out and got stoned
Well if your ancestors could see you standing there
They would gaze in wonder at your Frigidaire
They had to fight just to survive
So can't you do something with your life?
- Jarvis Cocker, "From Auschwitz to Ipswich"