The Igneous Rock
I am fire-formed.
I am made of magma.
Yoyo magma,
Yoyo magma,
I am from fire.
Yoyo fire yoyo fire.
I have gas bubbles
Yoyo bubbles yoyo bubbles.
My brother’s basalt; he’s dull and brown.
My cousin’s geode; she’s shiny and round.
My sister’s a lava bomb, made from fire.
My uncle’s gabbro; he’s hard as a plier.
They are all igneous, just like me.
Unlike sedimentary,
We’re not formed in the sea.
We . . . are the igneous rocks!
words & music by Andrew, Aubrey, Brian, Nathan and Yavar.