Hurling ourselves Down to the depths Back since the day lest we forget 'Cause time it is set Our memories crept So now let's political get 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 Acceptable face All over the place The lower you stoop The less the disgrace You use all your charms To sound the alarm 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 cut of your love Like the cut That won't heal up enough 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