Oh the kingdom of the animals is vast
Of all those little critters
Not one frets about the past
And then there's me
Thinking constantly
Of all those happy days that didn't last

Each darling songbird above
Sings songs without singing of love
The tiger and the lion
Don't need shoulders to cry on
So why do I?

Clams, to my knowledge, don't sigh
And owls ain't left wondering "why?"
Each time their fella flies out
They needn't weep their eyes out
So why do I?

The Bible taught: Man calls the shots
For every beast and bird
But I've listened hard in my backyard
And this is what I've heard

Bees don't want flowеrs who shout
And lies won't win love from the trout
Thе saddest armadillo
Won't cry into his pillow
So why do I?
[Saxophone Solo]

The Bible taught: Man calls the shots
For every beast and bird
But I've listened hard in my backyard
And this is what I've heard:

Bees don't want flowers who shout
(Beautiful thorax, baby)
And lies won't win love from the trout
(I love the fins)
The saddest armadillo
Won't cry into his pillow
So why do I?
So why do I?