Turkey roasting on an open fire,
Great smell climbing to my nose,
Rustling feathers being burnt by the fire,
The folks all yelled out "What the hell?"

Everybody wants some chickens and some pumpkin pie,
But some cares about their thighs
That huge bulge on your belly will fly
We'll find it nice to rub tonight.

We drank some ciders on the way;
We're sleepy from the sound of gobble ain't it great?
And every single reasons we cannot lie,
Someone asked us for those berries and pie

And so I'm offering a front row seat,
To kids from random freaking year,
Although its been said many times, many ways,
A very warming event indeed