Pompeii gets all the press, but Mount Vesuvius wasn’t even trying that hard in 79 AD. The real show-stoppers—the volcanic eruptions that turned the sky black and cooled the planet—those don’t get song tributes. They get footnotes in geology textbooks.
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Damien Rice’s “Volcano” from his 2006 album 9 treats volcanic eruption as metaphor for emotional meltdown. Which, fair enough—both involve catastrophic pressure release and collateral damage. Rice sings about smoldering and explosion with the kind of earnestness that would make a volcanologist wince. The song peaked at number 32 on the UK Singles Chart, proving that approximately 50,000 people wanted their heartbreak compared to pyroclastic flows.
Then there’s Jimmy Buffett.
His 1979 track “Volcano” imagines living on the slopes of an active mountain and just… waiting. “I don’t know where I’m a gonna go when the volcano blows,” he croons, as if geological inevitability is just another reason to crack open a margarita. Buffett recorded this the same year Mount St. Helens started showing seismic activity—it would explode spectacularly in 1980, killing 57 people and flattening 230 square miles of forest. Buffett’s song feels less like prophecy and more like willful denial set to steel drums.
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Beck’s “Volcano” from 2008 is stranger. It appeared on Modern Guilt, an album produced by Danger Mouse that sounds like it was recorded inside a fever dream. The lyrics are deliberately oblique—”the lovers on the eges talk / while the others walk on by”—but the volcanic imagery is visceral. Molten. Chaotic. Beck doesn’t explain the volcano; he just drops you inside its caldera and watches you scramble.
Here’s the thing: most volcano songs aren’t really about volcanoes. They’re about the idea of volcanoes—destruction, rebirth, uncontrollable force. Which is why The Presidents of the United States of America’s 1997 B-side “Volcano” feels refreshingly literal. It’s goofy, sure, with its signature basitar sound and lyrics about lava everywhere. But at least they commit to the bit. The song mentions actual volcanic phenomena: magma chambers, eruption colums, ash clouds. Could you pass a geology quiz after listening? Absolutely not. But you’d at least know volcanoes involve more than just emotional metaphors.
Wait—Maybe the Problem Is We’re Taking This Too Seriously Anyway
The best volcano song might be the one nobody remembers: “Volcano Girls” by Veruca Salt, from their 1997 album Eight Arms to Hold You. It’s not technically about volcanoes—it’s about girls who are unpredictable and dangerous, who erupt without warning. Lead singer Louise Post said in a 1997 interview with Spin that the metaphor came from watching a documentary about Krakatoa, the Indonesian volcano that exploded in 1883 with the force of 200 megatons of TNT. The eruption was heard 3,000 miles away.
That’s the kind of power these songs are chasing—not the geological reality of subduction zones and tectonic plates, but the mythology. Volcanoes as symbols of everything we can’t control, can’t predict, can’t survive if we’re standing too close.
Turns out, when musicians write about volcanoes, they’re really writing about themselves. Which is either deeply narcissistic or perfectly human, depending on how generous you’re feeling.
