Wyld Tyrkys

Hey wild turkey
Where you think you're going
Can you take me with you

Gobbling up and down
The pretty country highway
Avoiding being turkey stew

Nobody else can tell you what to do
Carrying your bottles round with you

Wander, turkey, wander
Somewhere you're more fonder
Of but you should really
Wear some gloves
When you go digging in other people's trash
It could leave you with a rash

Grabbin' bottles to buy bottles
You can coddle til its empty
And you give it back
For more bottles
Gobble gobble
Bottle bottle
Gobble Gobble
Bottle bottle
Gobble Gobble

Spread your wings
And fly a little higher
You're almost there
At the top

Close your eyes
Visualize
You'll be satisfied
With your bottle's last drop

You can tell
You're still wandering down the road
Trotting back and forth
Just searching for your gold

The last thing on your mind
Is resting your spine
You are on a sojourn
One you can't define

Wander, turkey, wander
Somewhere you're more fonder
Of but you should really
Wear some gloves
When you go digging in other people's trash
It could leave you with a rash

Grabbin' bottles to buy bottles
You can coddle til its empty
And you give it back
For more bottles
Gobble gobble
Bottle bottle
Gobble Gobble
Bottle bottle
Gobble Gobble

Two more towns
Three more alleys
And a bus stop
And you keep.gobbling along

Never lost
But you rarely
Have your bearings
Yet you never seem to fall

Your feathers block the sun
From crimping up your skin
But on a summer day
It must be hot as sin

You disappeared behind a hill
And I don't know
Hoe much longer all this
Gobbling's gonna go

Wander, turkey, wander

Next time I see you
Your bottles aren't empty
For once you've
Taken a seat

I'd move in closer
But can't tell if this bird's mean
Or if it'd let me
Pet its beak

All the signs point to
Leaving it alone
Let it rest in its
Temporary home

But just know turkey man
You ought be aware
We may not speak
But I like having you here

Wander, turkey, wander
Somewhere you're more fonder
Of but you should really
Wear some gloves
When you go digging in other people's trash
It could leave you with a rash

Grabbin' bottles to buy bottles
You can coddle til its empty
And you give it back
For more bottles
Gobble gobble
Bottle bottle
Gobble Gobble
Bottle bottle



Credits
Writer(s): Brendan O'hara
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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