Bunsen Burner
I turn the handle on the nozzle that’s protruding from the wall
To start the flow of propane to the tubes where gas and air collide
To form this flammable concoction
Its intention won’t be denied

Just one spark is all that’s needed
To start this show of sweet combustion
In fact, it’s penultimate function
Just one light to wake my blue angel of fire

(Chorus)
Bunsen burner
It’s the flame that never dies
My Bunsen burner
You light up the sky
In my lab
Bunsen burner
The flame that never dies
My Bunsen burner

Fifteen hundred degrees of heat awakes the beast that comes to rest
Upon its inner cone of pure blue heat that dances in the
Aerating chemical reactions til the day comes to an end
When it’s time to stop the show
And end the flow of propane
To extinguish the flame
And await another day with my
(Chorus)
Bunsen burner
It’s the flame that never dies
My B-bunsen burner
You light up the sky
In my lab
Bunsen burner
The flame that never dies
My B-bunsen burner

Bunsen burner (never dies)
B-bunsen burner (you light up the sky)
Bunsen burner (never dies)
B-b-bunsen burner