It's the end of the day
It's time to wind down
Right near the time when
Our fox comes around.
He stretches out long
Then our fox starts to dream
That's when we bring out
Our Firefly Team.
Is that who's guarding our Fox
When he's fast asleep?
Yes, Team Fireflies do!
No nonsense, no peep.

But who guards the bugs
Once they've started to yawn?
After burning their lights
From the dusk through the dawn?

Not our fox, my dear friend.
He disappears quite!
But he'll soon return
To snore through the night.
But where does he go
When he leaves his den?
He goes to his friends
He chases a beer...
A rum...
And a gin...
At night he returns
As drunk as a skunk
And who watches him
You'd think that he'd thunk.
Our fireflies click on their bulbs
In the nick of time
So our fox gets home safely
Though all liquored and lime.

Now our firefly days
Are quiet and bland
They sleep in the green
Cool grass on the land
They bury themselves
Down very, very far
Please keep them away from that
kid with a jar!

Who guards our firefly
Bugs as they snooze?
When moths come to call
They're always refused.
And even the prettiest of
Butterflies lose.
Their home in the grass
Is their snuggling keep.
It's nice and it's dark
And it's perfectly deep.
So who guards our firefly
Bugs while they sleep?

Hey silly you!
Have you figured it too?
It's in front of your face
Where you see all the blue!

It's the stars in the skies!
So many, so wide
That our fireflies always
Have trusted their lives.
They can play and can dance
They might laugh or they weep
Stars will be there for them
(and for you and our fox too)
And they don't need to sleep