Dark Matter - Andrew Bird

When I was just a little boy

I threw away all of my action toys

While I became obsessed with Operation

With hearts and minds and certain glands

You gotta learn to keep a steady hand

And thus began my morbid fascination

Tore the spines from out of all of these self-help books

Made myself a gun that not only shoots but looks so real

Yeah it shoots through steel with the darkmatter

Like something of catching fire

Do you wonder where the self resides

Is it in your head or between your sides

And who'll would be the one

Who will decide its true location

And does the thought about this red and black

Thought of tongues that taste you back

Fill you with the nausea-ausea also ovulation

Noose is loosed around our necks made of DNA

And every day it's growing tighter

No matter what they do or say

And you can shoot right through with rays of darkmatter

Just before they kick out they kick out the ladder

With rays of darkmatter rays of darkmatter

Do you wonder where the self resides

Is it in your head or between your sides

And who would be the one

Who will decide its tru