LYRICS
How could this be?
I can’t believe what I see
Must be some sort-of Ebola outbreak
Hemorrhaging from every orifice
Suffice to say
Don’t know how much I can take
Disturbing in every way
I can’t believe what I see
I am bleeding from my I’s
War, poverty, disease… no more please
Oh my goodness, dear
I fear what it is I hear
Must be some sort-of Ebola outbreak
Hemorrhaging from every orifice
Suffice to say
Don’t know how much I can take
Disturbing in every way
I can’t believe what I hear
It’s the politicians that I fear
War, poverty, disease… no more please
This social disease is beat
I’ve gotta get off my seat
Must be some sort-of Ebola outbreak
Hemorrhaging from every orifice
Suffice to say
Don’t know how much I can take
Disturbing in every way
I can’t let these events pass
I am bleeding from my…
But,
[The elected orifice officials chime in “but, but, but”]
War, poverty, disease… no more please
Out-rageous
Out-of-control
Outbreak
Ebola Outbreak Music Video.mp4
ABOUT THE SONG
Chords — Bb A Ab
111 Beats Per Minute / House
A song that uses the Ebola outbreak as a metaphor for the social disease “lack of society’s responsibility”.
Written and recorded in West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, USA.
Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards and Synths
From the album Outbreak
by Daniel Brouse