Thanksgiving Dinner (Everybody's Talkin')

Thanksgiving dinner
Fam's in town
Uncle Johnny seemed a lil down
Said theres news been goin round
And lotta people talkin'

Aunt Karen jumped in and blurted out
That the aliens the pedephiles were all concealed by the Clinton files
And everybody's talkin'

From the table head sat Grandpa Fred
His face a turning mighty red
He said y'all can we be fed
and say the fucking grace?

So we held hands put our heads down
We blessed the food and the family round
And I said dear Lord
Help me make it through this meal

Well the food was fine and the talk was swell
But it all went quickly straight to hell
When Aunt Karen began to yell
About the deep state comin'

There ain't no deep there ain't no state
and Karen u prolly should watch your weight
COVID's real, now vaccinate!
My father frankly spoke

My nephew sweet as pecan pie
Looked Karen sweetly in the eye
Said Auntie Karen it'll be alright
You've got a friend in Jesus

I shook my head I took a bite
I said goddamn it's gonna be a long night
And I pushed my soggy peas around my plate

And as I looked up I saw my fate
In the lines of my grandmothers face and
She said James, now tell us what you think...

Well I'm sure unsure
But I sure see
That all this un-surity
Is sure killin' me
I heard a word
And the word was free
And I ain't so sure what to believe

I saw it then I couldn't hide
My sister said James you pick a side
So I looked left and I looked right
And took a bite of Turkey

I cleared my throat and said now now
It'll be alright y'all come around
There's turkey, yams and a middle ground
Don't we all like mama's stuffin'?

Pick a side! Aunt Karen screamed
As she took bite of whippin' cream
Johnny shook his balding head, and said
James you fuckin' hippie!
Pick a side
Pick a lie
Pick a booger
Pick a tribe
See life's no fun when you see both sides
Life's a meant for takin'

And with his final bite of pie
Uncle Johnny looked me dead in the eye
And he said James it's time
That you decide
You gotta choose

Well I'm sure unsure
But I sure see
That all this un-surity
Is sure killin' me
I heard a word
And the word was free
And I don't believe nothin' anymore

From the table head he cleared his throat
My grandpa Fred he finally spoke
He said James...
That's the stupidest shit I've heard all night

I'll see you fuckers next year



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Writer(s): James Eggleston
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