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 got to learn to keep a steady hand
And thus began my morbid fascination

Tore all the spines out from all of these self-help books
Made myself a gun that not only shoots but looks so real
Yeah it shoots through steel with rays of dark matter
Rays of dark matter

Do you wonder where the self resides
Is it in the head or between your sides
And who would be the one who will decide
Its true location

And does the thought of all this red and black
Thought of tongues that tasted bad
Fill you with the nausea of elation

The 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 dark matter
Just before they kick out, they kick out the ladder
With rays of dark matter

Do you wonder where the self resides
Is it in the head or between your sides
And who would be the one who will decide
Its true location