I love my beautiful volcano
I love the beautiful glow
Which makes me very fearful
Of your pyroclastic flow
People scamper from the tide
And run to hide
When the thunder and lightning strike our path
What a terrible fright
What an awesome sight
To see the clouds of ash explode
Lots of people come to see you
With cameras taking memories
Of your power and beauty all around
Taxi drivers and farmers benefit
We all still talk about it
Sometimes sad but most days happy
Because you’ve made it so