Brethren, we are in mortal danger.
It seems that in addition to the diabolic infection splitting the Brotherhood in two camps, there is another very contagious disease surfacing: The conga.
Reports tell from it spreading through simple being present in the vicinity of an infected individuum and failing to resist. Apparently you can't control yourself any longer and feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger. In addition, it seems to be evident that if you can't dance, you let the music move your feet.
Symptoms include long conga-trains, violent shaking of body parts and general weird appearance.
Be wary, brethren - you can be next!
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ROFL
I think this would have been a better choice;
"I Just Don't Know What To Do With Myself"
Some lyrics;
I just don´t know what to do-oo with myself
Just don't know what to do-oo with myself
I´m so used to do-oo-oing everything on my own
Pla-anning everything by myself
And now that Im taken over-er-er-err
I just do-on´t know what to do-oo with my mind
I´m so lost for control, it´s a waste of time
Going to a mo-oo-ovie only makes me nuts
Parties make me feel like a nucking futs
When I´m not being myself-elf-elf
I just don´t know what to do-oo-oo-oo-oo
Get the tune in your head, and it'll all work :P
Beware The Conga - I have already felt its wrath and witnessed it sweep through the brotherhood unabated from (Do do do...) CEK to the heart of the Krath (Do do do...). Indeed, it is far worse than the petty virus that came before it!
I let this song play once and now my whole office is requesting to have it played again. Not only that the tune is stuck in my head! That bacterium infection is nothing compared to this one :P