Let My Arms Be A Tree let My Eyes Be A Bee let My Hair Be a Bed Of Roses let My Lips Kiss The Ocean let My Feet Feed an Earthworm let My Ears Feed A Beetle let My Thights Feed A Wolf let My Nose Be A Plum oh It's The Sweet Cycle Of Life oh Yes It's The sweet Cycle Of Life well Who Am I To Complain about A Bit Of Earthly Pain let My Heart Be an Orchard Of Artichokes let My Chest Be a Bridge Of Mesquite let My Cock Feed A Crow let My Stomach Feed a Flock Of Geese oh It's The Sweet Cycle Of Life oh Yes It's The sweet Cycle Of Life well Who Am I To Complain are We Not One And the Same let Me Celebrate My Life in The Way That I Want To in A Feast Of All The Pieces that Were Meant To Be Used