Iodine - Siobhan Donaghy

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