I hear the distant roar As the waves cut into the bay Just like the hungry words Thats eaten this thing away Whoa! I can feel it disappearing Underneath that cool veneer its boiling hot And one day soon I know youre going to blow your top Like a sleeping mountain lying there waiting to blow And some day Itll rise up Rise up so high And therell be a cloud of smoke Across a magenta sky Whoa! I can feel the lava flowing Underneath that cool veneer its boiling hot And one day soon I know youre going to blow your top Heading down that icy slope, crystal pure Behind the rugged beauty of your tranquil shore Like a sleeping mountain lying there just waiting to blow Like a sleeping mountain lying there just ready to blow Never seem to notice if its dusk or dawn Might as well be naked in a thunderstorm And underneath that cool veneer its boiling hot One day soon I know youre going to blow your top Like a sleeping mountain lying there just waiting to blow Like a sleeping mountain Come on and let me feel the lava flow
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