[Verse 1]
A Bradypus or Sloth, am I
I live a life of ease
Contended not to do or die
But idle as I please
I have three toes on either foot
Or half a dozen both
With leaves and fruits and shoots to eat
How sweet to be a Sloth

[Verse 2]
The world is such a cheerful place
When viewed from upside down
It makes a rise of every fall
A smile of every frown
I watch the fleeting flutter by
A butterfly and moth
And think of all the things I'd try
If I were not a Sloth

[Bridge]
Oh, I could climb the very highest Himalayas
Be among thе greatest evеr tennis players
Win at chess or marry a princess
Or study hard and be an eminent professor
I could be a millionaire
Play the clarinet, travel everywhere
Learn to cook or catch a crook
Win a war then write a book about it
I could paint a Mona Lisa
I could be another Cæsar
Compose an oratorio that was sublime
Oh, the door's not shut on my genius
But I just don't have the time
[Verse 3]
For days and days among the trees
I sleep and dream and doze (Oh, yes, I doze)
Just gently swaying in the breeze
Suspended by my toes
While eager beavers overhead
Rush through the undergrowth
I watch the clouds beneath my feet
How sweet to be a Sloth

[Outro]
I could paint a Mona Lisa (While eager beavers overhead)
I could be another Cæsar
Compose an oratorio that was sublime (Rush through the undergrowth)
The door's not shut on my genius
But I just don't have the time
No, I just don't have the time
No, he just don't have the time
He's nothing but a bloomin' Sloth