In The Year Of The Chicken

In the year of the chicken our hearts shall burst forth

On the jets of their pure flaming bravery

They'll soar through the skies like that noblest of fowl

Splashing blood in their wake over egret and owl

To unite in explosions of ventricles and valves

In the year of the chicken



In the year of the chicken our minds shall be blown

Roused from slumber submission and slavery

The brains of the people shall gnaw through their heads

And arise with the legions of recently dead

To rejoice as through tunneling lasers we are led

In the year of the chicken



music and lyrics by
Jascha Ephraim