The Dead Milkmen - Born to Love Volcanos lyrics
[The Dead Milkmen - Born to Love Volcanos lyrics]
Born to love volcanos my apartment is a mess
Somewhere under that pile of clothes
Lies a whole $10 bill telephones are ringing
In a land called PBS fat lady is singing
In a land called PBS
Maybe she loves volcanos too
I'll just have to take a guess
She looks like a little volcano
With her red hair and brown dress
Born to love volcanos born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Volcanos, volcanos, volcanos, volcanos
Born to love volcanos seen em on PBS
Born to love volcanos this city is a mess
Somewhere on a steam vent
Sit's a man without a home
Tribute to Carl Sagan tonight on PBS
Alistair Cooke is beggin' tonight on PBS
Maybe he needs my money more
Than that man without a home
He wants to make a documentary
On the footwear of ancient Rome
Born to love volcanos born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos born to love volcanos
Volcanos, volcanos, volcanos, volcanos
Born to love volcanos seen em on PBS
Born to love volcanos this country is a mess
Every 2 minutes a girl gets pregnant
Cause no one gives them the facts
Intellectuals are phoning
To a land called PBS some old guy is droning
In a land called PBS maybe he needs my money
More than a bunch of pregnant teens
A toll-free number to call in my money
Appears upon my screen
Born to love volcanos born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos born to love volcanos
Volcanos, volcanos, volcanos, volcanos
Born to love volcanos