It’s a black yeast that will shun the light;
it’s in the dark, where things ain’t brigtht.
Nasty, nasty is this fungal blight—euwe!!

It likes it not unlike an oven…
colony covens.
It loves the heat; it gets hot, gets stronger
If it goes on longer, longer
in state of thermophilia,
grows, the exophiala.
Exophiala, so nasty.
Get it and not fine
will you feel after time.

Exophiala’s nasty; it’s bad for you
Exophiala is something that’s bad for you
It’s something that you won’t be lovin’
if you’re discov’rin’
colonized covens
that have invaded and getting stronger.
Be careful: Don’t let a pronger
such as a real sharp thorn in
to an unguarded finger, e.g..
Put on some gloves; don’t be chancing
prospects of getting a lancing.
You do not want to feel the
wrath of exophiala.
Exophiala is bad for you;
you will not feel so fine with this fungus.
And you are gonna find that it’s among us
Exophiala is bad for you, nasty; it’s among us.

You’ll need medicine; open up and drink it down.
It won’t taste too great,
but the docs won’t have to operate.
Here’s the medicine that you will need to slug down:
It is called itroconazole;
you will need a prescription.
And you mustn’t wait, or you’ve a date with fungal fate.