La Grippe

There’s a flu bug getting passed around
Spreading like fire through this town
There’s a virus holing up inside us
Each one that I know is coming down
There’s an Asian influenza
Infecting us all by the scores
And it’s turning into pneumonia
We must go out once more
There’s a fool moon howling at the night
And each bark is much worse than each bite
So we must go out and dance around

Yes we must go tonight
So the doctors came on the evening train
With their flasks and their caskets and vials
Mass psychosis was their diagnosis (yes)
So we all cashed our checks and went wild
There’s a fool moon howling at the night
And each bark is much worse than each bite
So we must go out and dance around
Yes we must go tonight
La Grippe!, Salsa!