In Rocky Land, beneath the sun so bright,
Lies a big ol' rock that catches your sight
It's not just any rock, this one's pure gold
With googly eyes that never grow old
In the summertime, when the days are
long,
Spray paint comes out and artists throng
To decorate the gold rock with a colorful
sheen
Making it sparkle and truly gleam
But if hiding under a tree is where you
prefer to be,
Then take a peek, and you'll surely see,
The giant rock with its googly eyes,
Shining in the sun, no need for a disguise.