Don't need organic carrots
I'll chomp your pallets
Serving for lunch a cypress, mmm
Seems insane but don't you judge
Not odd, Not odd
That's what beavers wanna eat
Lake home... (Lake home)... Lake home.... (Lake home)...

I've prepared forests to bite, Delight
Don't need ketchup on this pine
I salivate for twigs and those hard saplings

I just wanna munch wood for food, wood for food, yum-yum
I just wanna gulp wood for food, wood for food, yum-yum
Teeth have grown huge and round, I'll cram in some more
Leaves are best, Add zest to these boards
I'll still snarf wood for food, wood for food, yum-yum

Not into tropic climates
On my northeast island
Where I can gnaw that rickety wood bridge, mmm
You say that lumber's way too hard
I'll gnash, I'll gnash
With my beaver super teeth
Logs float... (Logs float)... Logs float... (Logs float)...

Jaws won't even stress to bite with might
Don't need syrup when bark's sliced
I'm second place to biggest of my species

I just wanna wolf wood for food, wood for food, yum-yum
I just wanna down wood for food, wood for food, yum-yum
Watch me blow through these bows, My dam has three floors
Teeth are blessed, I'm best on the shore
And I'll scarf wood for food, wood for food...

Nom-nom, Nom-nom, Ahhh...
Nom-nom, Nom-nom, Ahhh...
Mmm...

Lust trees in my woodland lair
Must eat till there's no more there
Thrust teeth, I'll... thrust teeth, I'll... thrust teeth, I'll...

Cold pond, I'll swim in it, bud
You'll catch me dining on those delicious shrubs
I'll digest a pound of thicket tufts
Tail slaps down to scare critters off
Loud bang down at the riva'
Limbs aren't frying, Best when stiff n' raw
When you're out hiking you might just glimpse my buds
Love the taste, We're munchin' on trees for our lunch
Suckin' down your furniture
Meat we'll knock... We're herbivores
Don't pick fights we're timid but those eagles are so rude
That's why our dams are built up with hard-to-get-to rooms
This sturdy beaver nest is buried behind thick sticks
So we don't have to stress and bite our timber keepin' cool
Snack lots, We can snack lots (Whoo!)
Trunk that your ax split our lips will smack on (Whoo!)
That brook's wood pile is our neighborhood, That's true
We'll crunch wood piles and that meal's good for you

I just wanna nosh wood for food, wood for food, yum-yum
Beavers love to gulp wood for food, wood for food, yum-yum
Trudge through snow, We're no cowards like those bear dorks
They need rest, Those pests love to snore
While we chomp wood for food, wood for food, yum-yum, yum-yum, mmm
Yum-yum, Yum-yum

Thrust teeth, I'll... Thrust teeth, I'll... Thrust teeth, I'll...