of your fence I'm like an alley cat up here Without a lick of sense Volcano, I'm about to blow Volcano, gonna overflow Volcano, look out below Don'
to see in the dark, oh I'm tired of people Who only want to be pleased But I still want to please you And I heard of that Japanese girl Who jumped into the volcano
volcano Lower the rope, right into a volcano And if it blows then we'll go out with a bang, oh Last thing we know is the blast of a volcano Can you
', on the lip of a volcano Dancin', we are creatin' it We're dancin', so let the fire rip We're dancin', right on the lip of a volcano A volcano, a volcano
Incite The Flames We Fear Not DETH Magma Heats We Fear Not DETH Darkened Hills We Fear Not DETH Molten Rock We Fear Not DETH Volcanic Kills We Fear
't know I don't know where I'm a gonna go When the volcano blow Let me say now, I don't know I don't know I don't know where I'm a gonna go When the volcano
young, she's still too young) (Volcanoes melt you down) What I am to you, you do not need (She's still too young, she's still too young) (Volcanoes melt
We might kiss when we are alone When nobody's watching We might take it home We might make out when nobody's there It's not that we're scared It's just
's a volcano She's a volcano Hot-wired by nature like so many before her And you thought that you chased her Then without any warning She's a volcano
Originally performed by Genesis Holy Mother of God You've got to go faster than that to get to the top. Dirtly old mountain All covered in smoke, she
You gotta let go when they get that old You gotta let 'em go If you hold on, they'll puncture your lungs And separate your spine from your skull You gotta
Don't let them in they could be hypnotized You can't tell from the look because they close your eyes And whisper sweet melodies I can't stay locked inside
Her venom makes me strong Stronger than I am on my own Before too long I'll wake up to it gone Wondering how I ever was happy Hot venom is mixin' with
Washing off last night's fake blood from an even faker cut Some poor girl's bleedin', bleedin' all over everything I own Merry Christmas, Hare Krishnas
I watched you through your window I was wearing that dumb sweatshirt I looked like a goon, I was dressed for winter Even though it was the middle of June
I listen to Tchaikovsky and cry Pour myself a glass of red wine I was thinkin' of something you said Hey, it's okay to behave Life is like a glass of
it to the volcano, from what I know you're goin' down the hole Down you're goin' down the hole, tell it to the volcano Save your sorry's, tell it to the volcano
