Well, way down yonder by the Congo river,
There's a virus that'll wreck your liver.
Turn your kidneys into molten asphalt,
People try'n avoid it, but it always gets caught.

Down by the river on a Friday night,
Pyramid of bodies in the pale moonlight.
Talkin' bout cures and dreamin' bout livin',
Never makin' plans cause you're dyin' any minute.

Well, way down yonder by the Congo river,
Never knew how much that bloody water meant to me.
But I learned what a fragile human being that I was,
A lot about Ebola, and a little 'bout drugs.

Man sellin' monkeys out of his old Chevy,
Wifey wants one; I wasn't ready.
But she promised me a year of sex six nights a week,
We took the bastard home, then he bit us on the cheek.

Down at the clinic on a Friday night,
Bleedin' out of every orifice in sight.
This is just like the movie called Outbreak,
No one's comin' near us cause they'll catch it from a handshake.

Well, way down yonder by the Congo river,
Never knew how much that bloody water meant to me.
But I learned what a fragile human being that I was,
A lot about Ebola, and a little 'bout drugs.

A lot about Ebola, and a little 'bout drugs.