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