Hurling ourselves down to the depths 

Back since the day lest we forget 

'Cos 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