Let’s Bop, doin’ the Cicada Hop

We’ll Rock, doin’ the Cicada Bop

They only come out every 17 years,

Darned good thing ‘cause they’re a hurtin’ my ears.

We’ll Rock, watchin’ as cicadas flock

We’ll Kick, knock ‘em off our shirts with a flick

We’ll step on ‘em even if we don’t mean to

Getting’ sick and tired of ‘em stuck to my shoe.

Let’s Hop

Let’s Bop

We’ll Rock

We’ll Kick

We’ll Aim,

then Flick

Cicadette, Lookin’ for cicada guy

Cicaddude, givin’ her the big red eye

Says, “c’mon baby won’tcha molt with me,

We’ll hang our shells up in a tree.”