I have entered a shiny new realm
A very different and very spoiled world
It's with great pleasure I introduce myself
To come and thank you for such delicious pie
The irony's sweet bird is paralyzed
With one good finger you try me on for size
It's hard to imagine that you just want to leave
With yellow photos, pocket-sized
Revealing mobility of psychedelic eyes
Spontaneous and violent, but private to the mind
With no where left to go
Pass the word: the chicks are back
The chicks are back, yeah
The chicks are back
Pass the word: the chicks are back
The chicks are back, yeah
The chicks are back
The chandelier is spinning and shaking
The vibrachord is already waking
Revealing mobility of psychedelic eyes
Spontaneous and violent, but private to the mind
With no where left to go
Pass the word: the chicks are back
The chicks are back, yeah
The chicks are back
Pass the word: the chicks are back
The chicks are back, yeah
The chicks are back...
Writer(s): Robert Pollard
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