[lightman]

New York, New York
(Obola style) v.2.0

Start spreading the ooze
I’m coughing away
I want to infect part of it
New York, New York

These African shoes
They are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it
New York, New York

I want to pass out in that city
That doesn’t sleep
And find I’m quartentined still
Top of the heap (of dead bodies)

My E-bo-la blues
They are melting away
I gonna make a pan-dem-ic
In old New York

If I can take it there
I’ll take it anywhere
It’s up to you
New York, New York

[miss marmelstein]

NY and NJ put in a quarantine. What’s genius Perry doing?

[Jack Hydrazine]

BRAVO!

[Ellendra]

I think that’s the best version so far.