Britney Spears - It Feels Nice / Sin City (Punk'd Rap) lyrics

My dad used to raise turkeys for Christmas

And about a week before he'd take them into town

He always kept ther biggest one 'specially for us

And mom'd cook it till it was golden brown.

One year he brought the usual batch home

Just hatched with a lot of growing to do

There was one awful skinny like he put in my care

He never figured he'd pull through.

I named him Henry and with a young boys touch

I finally got him to grow

Now I knowed what'd happen if he'd growed to much

I remember, I used to tell him so.

Henry you're growing a-way to fast

Dad's got his eye on you

And Christmas day is goin' to be you last

Eating the way you do.

Course I never thought about the one dad sold

How they'd end up in the oven too

But I'd seen what happened when the ones he'd chose

And what him and that axe could do.

Early one morning dad took 'em to town

And sure enough Henry was left

And by Christmas eve the way I moped around

They all knew how bad I felt.

After supper dad left the house

And everything was quiet exceptn' the old hall clock

It was a long, long wait (tic tock, tic tock,. tic tock, tic tock, tic)

Then we jumped straight up when the axe hit that choppin' block.

We shot out the back door to where dad was

All of us a-runnin' around

And dad just stood there grinnin' at us

Then we heared a goblin sound.

No, we didn't have turkey that Christmas day

But that was alright with us

And there weren't a one of us

Who didn't want ot that way.

And you know Henry had a Merry Christmas...