Run You Turkeys, Run
Turkeys have all been running like hell
Afraid for their very lives
A dangerous time of the year for them
Sure not very nice of us guys
They've all got wives and kiddies at home
With a loaded to the top Visa card
Soon gonna get their head above water
Now this, life is so hard
I'm cheering for the turkeys, I am, I am
Deserve a much better fate
Like you and me, just trying to get along
Run, run for the farmer's gate
For those that make it, Christmas is next
Maybe travel to another country
Where chickens and cows and fish are eaten
They'd be then able to roam free
Run you turkeys, run!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2013
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