Volcano

Woo, woo

Under the island, middle of the mountain
There is a big bad boomin' system
Blowin' speakers, woofers and tweeters
Amplifiers, melted wires, the party's explodin', the core is corroded
Underground the pugous sound

Causin' a shiftin', and a driftin'
The big black boombox, stuck in the hotrods
It's in there flowin', it's in there growin'
You don't believe me that there's scenery
Could be a... Cold blooded killer

It's gonna blow, whoa, whoa, whoa, volcano
It's gonna blow, whoa, whoa, whoa, volcano
It's gonna blow, whoa, whoa, whoa, volcano

Now the island is shiftin', the plates are liftin'
The core is creamy, docile and dreamy
Stopped up and steamy
Happy campers, poop in there pampers
When the mountain becomes a fountain
Of white hot lava, molten magma

Supersonic, plate techtonics
Stereophonic, lava and tonic
The boom is bionic
Sony shut down, Magnavox meltdown
Ballistic breakdown
Hi-Fi heatwave, lo-fi lava cave
That sulfur smells, Mount Saint Helens
Pompeii was yellin'

It's gonna blow, whoa, whoa, whoa, volcano
It's gonna blow, whoa, whoa, whoa, volcano
It's gonna blow, whoa, whoa, whoa, volcano
It's gonna blow, whoa, whoa, whoa, volcano

Go!



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Ballew, David Dederer
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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