Songs About / On: VOLCANO

(D. Wyndorf)
Come on!!
I was born underwater
I dried out in the sun
I started humping volcanoes, baby read more »

Deep inside the soul hole
Of mother earth
Father time came
With a supersonic supersonic burst
His soul monkey sperm tribes
Racing to be first
Her ruby fruit jungle
Givin’ bush baby bush baby birth
The baby was a boy
But I think what stunned her
Is that this bare breasted baby
Was a baby boy boy boy boy wonder
Crackin’ from his thumb bone
Came thelonious thunder
Fill the sky with hellfire
From way down down down under read more »

Darling for you
I think of what I’d so
To keep you safe and sound
I would climb the highest mountain
I would swim the widest sea
I would wrestle a gorilla to the ground
I would fend off a dozen charging rhinos
I would catch a storm of killer bees
I would fight a firey dragon with a wooden sword
If I didn’t know what this could do to me read more »

The sweetest honey to the brightest flower
The largest planet to the smallest atom
Snowflakes and the bird kingdom
Smaller thatn the eye can see bigger then the mind can conceive read more »

Volcano pierce the air, ashes block out the sun.
Down in the lair, well I met her there
With a price for everyone.
I paid eighty dollars for this wedding ring,
I couldn't take it off if I tried. read more »

My flavor is the stuff of locusts. Hot chili firebrand spitting volcano
teeth. Bleeding skies, sulpher mines... The foul breath of Satan's favorite
gutter worm. You feel me when I'm close - an ice wind of steel stilettos
hammered in your spine. Quicksilver nausea spinning, spewing forth and
everything's a mess. every posession you ever had - wrecked - lying at your read more »

Leave me
Lying here
Cause I don’t wanna go
Leave me
Lying here
Cause I don’t wanna go
Leave me
Lying here
Cause I don’t wanna go read more »

(Words Willcox/Music Willcox, Lee)
Rise o sun
Rise o sun
Golden one
God of our horizon read more »

(chorus) let it flow - let yourself go
Slow and low - that is the tempo

It’s never old school - all brand new
So everybody catch - the bugaloo flu
Not like a fever - not like a cold
The beats are clear - the rhymes are bold
So don’t see a doctor or see a nurse
Just listen to the music - first things first
First of all - get off the wall
It’s time to party so have a ball
Because we slowed it on down - so get the hell up
Like a volcano I’ll erupt
We got determination - bass and high read more »

Coo coo ca choo baby you that’s what you are
You are a hollywood star you’re the high priestess by far
And you know this tune’s for you we call it coo coo ca choo
And it’s a very brief description of the things we could do to you read more »