Electro Hippies - Turkeys lyrics

If I was a turkey, with my priorities straight, Id peck out his eyes and shred up his face, he wouldnt turn me into a crispy crumb steaks, mixed up with sawdust and sh** from my crate. But Im not a turkey and you make me sick, I might only speak softly, but I carry a big stick, and a can full of petrol to set you alight, a 12stone Bernie-Burger, that bootiful alright! I wrote you a letter, but you didnt reply, was that cos, I asked you to f** off and die?