Thereâs bugs in the jam jarThey chokingThey forgot to put in holesTheir legs are brokenWith their wings sprinkled on the floorIf I find them, Iâm gonna kill themIt wasnât me it was my friendsIf I find them, Iâm gonna kill themIt wasnât me it was my friendsThereâs bugs in the roomAnd theyâre listeningI canât see the fire in their tailsThe fireflies are hidingAnd listening to every single wordIf I find them, Iâm gonna kill themIt wasnât me it was my friendsIf I find them, Iâm gonna kill themIt wasnât me it was my friends