No one to fight
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
from the perfect plight

There's steel irony
as war goes ahead
how are we killed?
We're killed by the dead

Chorus:
{ Ebola blues
Just like the flu
but it won't burn out
Ebola blues}



As events grow worse
Even the rich
Learn what their
Fortunes are worth

With nowhere to hide
some start to pray
Some run away
Docs bravely died


Chorus:
Its in the news
and it won't burn out
Ebola blues.



No one to pay
No one to shoot
No one to save you
on infection day

Every genocide
is done out of hate
except this one
a defunding mistake

Out of control
in just 3 months
but it took 9
for all bells to toll

Ebola will cry
tears of red blood
Bleeding rivers
once touched you die

There's steel irony
as war goes ahead
how are we killed?
We're killed by the dead

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