Tasty Humans' Volcanic Volunteerism
[The song begins with a whimsical, upbeat synth melody that sounds like an old video game. The rhythm is a bouncy, syncopated beat created by the sound of a rock scraping against a surface and a light, echoing "drip-drop" sound. A cheerful, out-of-tune harmonica joins in, playing a simple, adventurous tune. The music gets more erratic and nervous as a low, rumbling growl is introduced, followed by the percussive sound of tiny, frantic footsteps. The tempo slows to a heavy, ceremonial beat before the music devolves into a panicked, frantic, and dissonant chord progression with a high-pitched, wailing synth note.]
Tasty Humans' Volcanic Volunteerism
[The song begins with a whimsical, upbeat synth melody that sounds like an old video game. The rhythm is a bouncy, syncopated beat created by the sound of a rock scraping against a surface and a light, echoing "drip-drop" sound. A cheerful, out-of-tune harmonica joins in, playing a simple, adventurous tune. The music gets more erratic and nervous as a low, rumbling growl is introduced, followed by the percussive sound of tiny, frantic footsteps. The tempo slows to a heavy, ceremonial beat before the music devolves into a panicked, frantic, and dissonant chord progression with a high-pitched, wailing synth note.]
Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Got our hiking shoes on and our brand new drone,
Headed for the volcano, all on our own.
The guide said it’s "active," but we didn't care at all,
"It's just a light show," we said, "a very bright ball!"
The fumes are so lovely, a funky perfume,
We can't wait for our pictures in the beautiful gloom!
(Chorus)
The music turns bright and poppy, with an overly cheerful xylophone
"Come on in, the volcano is so great!" my friend gave a cheer,
Ignoring the rumbling and the feeling of fear.
We'll get a quick selfie, with a flash and a grin,
Forgetting the danger that's closing right in.
The glowing is lovely, so bright and so grand,
The perfect new prey in this very hot land.
(Verse 2)
We set up our tripod right on a big stone,
But the little rock shifted and made a low moan.
We saw little pebbles all lined in a row,
They gave us a look, with a very strange glow.
They seemed so darn friendly, but they started to run,
They went right to the magma, every single one!
(Chorus)
The music turns frantic and distorted, with the xylophone turning into a high-pitched shriek, and a rapid-fire electric buzz noise fills the background.
"Come on in, the volcano is so great!" my friend gave a cheer,
Ignoring the rumbling and the feeling of fear.
We'll get a quick selfie, with a flash and a grin,
Forgetting the danger that's closing right in.
The glowing is lovely, so bright and so grand,
The perfect new prey in this very hot land.
(Outro)
A final, long, drawn-out electric "ZAP" sound is followed by a chilling, crackling sound. The music ends with a single, sad, underwater-sounding piano note.
Our little adventure, a shimmering tale,
Of a fiery mountain, and a painful, last wail.