Hurling ourselves down to the depths Back since the day last we forget 'Cause time made us set and memories crept So now there's political debt
There is no left wing To fight the right wing
We're like turkeys in a box Our feathers all plucked off And we're all ready For Christmas Day Here's the paradox We're like presents all wrapped up And we can't wait For you to give us away
A sad little face All over the place The lower you stoop The less the disgrace
You use all your charms To send me alone Have you got the legs To call us to arms
Like lambs to the slaughter We paid for your daughters
We're like turkeys in a box Our feathers all plucked off And we're all ready For Christmas Day Here's the paradox: We're like presents all wrapped up And we can't wait For you to give us away
Like the curve of your love Like the curve that won't heal up You know...
We're like turkeys in a box Our feathers all plucked off And we're all ready For Christmas Day Here's the paradox: We're like presents all wrapped up And we can't wait For you to give us away
We're like turkeys in a box Our feathers all plucked off And we're all ready For Christmas Day Here's the paradox: We're like presents all wrapped up And we can't wait For you to give us away
