Guts [Quirky Turkey Song] lyrics

We're going to dinner, we're going to dinner

Look at all these plump and popular turkeys

We're gonna make great Thanksgiving dinner guests

Yeah, because we're conventionally, attractive turkeys

Not like that quirky turkey over there, hi

Ew, don't talk to us

Yeah, go away,

We've been invited to special dinners as special guests

We're going to dinner, we're going to dinner

We're so glad that we're not, not, going to dinner

Like that quirky turkey, ew

Why can't I be like the other turkeys?

They're all out having fun

Is it 'cause I'm scrawny and have glasses

And rather smallish buns?

There he is, my crush

The most handsome pig

What a rush, yeah!

Man, oh, man, I dig that pig

I thought I was a guest,

But they just want me for my breast

Much to my surprise

They're all staring at my thighs

They all look starving

And ready for the carving

Why don't they eat a pig instead?

Oh, God, they're chopping off my head

I used to spend my time

Wishing for a plump behind

But now those birds with perfect bodies

Are decapitated hotties

I wished I was someone else

But it takes guts to be yourself

Now I've got the guts, I've got the glory

I like my scrawny

And I'm here to tell my story

I've got the guts

Do you have the guts to be yourself?

You've got the guts!