Lazy, I want to be lazy
I long to be out in the sun
With no work to be done

Under that awning
They call the sky
Stretching and yawning
And let the world go drifting by

I want to peep through the deep
Tangled wildwood
Counting sheep till I sleep
Like a child would

With a great big valise full
Of books to read where it's peaceful
While I'm killing time
Being lazy

I want to peep through the deep
Tangled wildwood
Counting sheep till I sleep
Like a child would

With a great big valise full
Of books to read where it's peaceful
While I'm killing time
Being lazy.
