I lived on the ocean side of Plymouth
Where the pyroclastic flowed
I Lived on the road just to the west there,
Where my home’s gone no one knows
1 watched as the church became a graveyard
Like in a horror movie show
Where something evil crossed the land to reach the shore

Caribbean days – Caribbean haze
When I go on my trips these days
No one says I should go that way
Caribbean days - don’t you let them get in your way
You may not be around to stay, so make most of your days

Got on a boat to Puerto Rico - Took a plane from old San Juan
I thought that it’s best to see the world now - from Brazil to Pakistan
I took all my worldly goods to Rio - Stashed them where the wind don’t blow
Where in the world you’re going find me I don’t know

Caribbean days - I won’t let them get in my way
Although the Clock Tower still remains - Time stopped still on that dreadful day
Caribbean ways – ok if you want to laze
I’m not sure I could pass my days - In a Caribbean haze
Caribbean days – get off your ass and walk my way
This volcano’s around to stay – soufree-ay, soufree-ay
Caribbean days – when the earth turns this shade of grey
It’s telling you - Move Away! – soufree-ay, soufree-ay
Caribbean days – beneath volcano’s you do not play
It’ll burn you alive one day – soufree-ay, soufree-ay

Performance Notes: Paul - Main Vocal & Rhythm Guitar; Wayne - Bass Guitar & Harmony; Kevin - Lead Acoustic Guitar and Harmony; Guest Musician: James Loynes - Steel Drums (Fantom x8) & Percussion

Songwriter's Notes: Terrible thing to live on an island paradise and one day to wake up to find a volcano taking it all away