The Mills Brothers sang about them
Must be fifty years ago
And science has long figured out
Just what makes them glow
But still when you see one
It’s sure to make you smile
And they can see each other
From a country mile
Hey look at me!
I can light up half the bark on this old tree
Hey can't you see!
The precious gift to you in me
And pay no mind to Jim, can’t you see...
His butts a little dim"
The odds are stacked against them
In every single way
With twin-engine Beechcraft
Shootin' mosquito spray
And the kids they still do it
Tear them all apart
And of all things, sickly things
Make slimy diamond rings
(insert whistle solo)
Trees are getting dozed down
To make room for a bigger town
And scientists want their ***
For Luciferase
But tonight he's not worried, 'bout loss of habitat
Got just one thing on his mind
Her yellow-green behind
Hey look above
A flyin, dyin, dynamo of love
Let it go by
A wonder of the world has touched the sky
And pay no mind to Jim
Can't you see...
His butt's a little dim
And so when you see one, flashing on the fly
That's the male and like most males, just a loving guy
And laying on the leaf, in brilliant dress that's all aglow
Come to me and introduce, we can reproduce
(repeat whistle solo)
Jasmine and Sweet Olive
Grace the evening air
A silver-sliver crescent
Rests into the west
The din of tiny creatures
calling out for love
Stars wink their approval
From the velvet above
Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 10:55 PM UTC
The Mills Brothers sang about them
Must be fifty years ago
And science has long figured out
Just what makes them glow
But still when you see one
It’s sure to make you smile
And they can see each other
From a country mile
Hey look at me!
I can light up half the bark on this old tree
Hey can't you see!
The precious gift to you in me
And pay no mind to Jim, can’t you see...
His butts a little dim"
The odds are stacked against them
In every single way
With twin-engine Beechcraft
Shootin' mosquito spray
And the kids they still do it
Tear them all apart
And of all things, sickly things
Make slimy diamond rings
(insert whistle solo)
Trees are getting dozed down
To make room for a bigger town
And scientists want their ***
For Luciferase
But tonight he's not worried, 'bout loss of habitat
Got just one thing on his mind
Her yellow-green behind
Hey look above
A flyin, dyin, dynamo of love
Let it go by
A wonder of the world has touched the sky
And pay no mind to Jim
Can't you see...
His butt's a little dim
And so when you see one, flashing on the fly
That's the male and like most males, just a loving guy
And laying on the leaf, in brilliant dress that's all aglow
Come to me and introduce, we can reproduce
(repeat whistle solo)
Jasmine and Sweet Olive
Grace the evening air
A silver-sliver crescent
Rests into the west
The din of tiny creatures
calling out for love
Stars wink their approval
From the velvet above
Lyrics by Zeeb and best sung to the tune of "Hey Janeane" by the Hang Dogs