“Kill the Turkey” Lyrics
Kill the turkey, shoot him down
Pluck his feathers, make him ground
Make burgers, kill the cow
Slit his throat, let him bleed
Make steaks, make burgers
Good to eat
Kill the beast, who took our dirt
Oh, black gold
But if you want it bad enough
Oh if you want it bad enough
Keep your eyes on the prize
Keep your eyes on the prize
Keep your eyes on the prize
Keep your eyes on the prize
Kiss the clever, one who said
You made your bed
Now lie in it, die in it
Kiss the shit, that hit the fan
When you went and killed
Another man
But if you want it bad enough
If you want it bad enough
Keep your eyes on the prize
Keep your eyes on the prize
Keep your eyes on the prize
Keep your eyes on the prize
By Gregory and the Hawk, from their album: In Your Dreams (2007)
i believe it’s “make him growl”
I believe its ” kiss the shit that hit the fan”
thats soooooooooooooooo messed up
these are wrong, take them down
To Friend of the band – what are the correct lyrics? Please tell us.
Kill the turkey, shoot him down,
Pluck his feathers, Make him growl,
Make burgers
kill the cow,Slit his throat, let him bleed,
Make steaks, make burgers,
Good to eat
Kill the beast, who took our daughter,
I’ll break off…
But if you want it bad enough,
Oh if you want it bad enough,
Keep your eyes on the prize,
Keep your eyes on the prize,
Keep your eyes on the prize,
Keep your eyes on the prize,
Kiss the clever, one who said,
You made your bed,
now lie in it; Die in it,
Kiss the shit, that hit the fan,
When you went and killed,
Another man,
But if you want it bad enough,
If you want it bad enough,
Keep your eyes on the prize,
Keep your eyes on the prize
Keep your eyes on the prize
Keep your eyes on the prize
i really want to download this song where and how
is this song about vegetarianism in any way?
or is it kind of a cruel thing?
I love this song alot =)
this song kickass aha >
yeah….so this is probably about a bunch of metaphors….just what i think…
love this song bare loads. love the band too.
I love how this song is portrayed. I love how she sings it.
I absolutely love the creativity of this song. Its pure genius.
i think this song is… amazing/strange. ha but ya gotta love kill the turkey hunt him down.!
I don’t think this song is about vegetarianism at all, I believe it is about being motivated to the point where you believe the only way you can achieve what you want is by doing wrong, and consequently realizing you must take responsibility for your actions.
It’s absolutely lovely.
tabs for this song ??
please
sounds to me the song is more about someone who’s more than motivated to the point of zealotry.
perhaps it’s about someone who became so narrow-sighted and intent on reaching their goal, that it wasn’t important who got hurt in the process—whether it be physical or emotional is of course irrelevant.
my two cents.
song’s like a beautiful Belique china dish hidden, slathered underneath rotten eggs.
this song sucks…..
Great post, just like always. When I’m entering your blog I’m always sure I won’t regret it. Continue writing.
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I feel like the song is referring to someone who’s being abusive to someone else. Perhaps the “Kill the turkey, shoot him down/Pluck his feathers, make him growl” is all referring to someone hurting another in an abusive relationship. I also feel like the whole song is from the side of the abuser rather than the person being abused. It also could be trying to portray animal cruelty but obviously only Meredith would really know.
anyways, the song is very interesting and beautiful.
I read somewhere that the song is about the Iraq War. Someone said he’d met Meredith and she was annoyed that he assumed she was a vegetarian because of it.
Of course, he could have been talking complete shit.
It’s make him GROUND.
Like ground turkey, to make burgers?
And it’s kiss the shit that hit the fan.
I thought it was “make him ground” ?
Kill the turkey
shoot him down
pluck his feathers
make him ground
make burgers
kill the cow
slit his throat
let him bleed
make steaks, make burgers
good to eat
Kill the beast
who took our dirt
Oh, black oil
But if you want it bad enough
Oh, if you want it bad enough
Keep your eyes on the prize (x4)
Kiss the clever
one who said
You made your bed
now lie in it; Die in it
Kiss the shit
that hit the fan
When you went and killed
Another man
But if you want it bad enough
Oh, if you want it bad enough
Keep your eyes on the prize (x4)