Dark Matter

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 rays of dark matter, no
 Rays of dark matter, oh no
 Do you wonder where the self resides?
 Is it in your head or between your sides?
 And who will 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 dark matter
 Just before they kick out, they kick out the ladder
 With rays of dark matter, oh no
 Rays of dark matter, oh no
 Like something catching fire
 Do you wonder where the self resides?
 Is it in your head or between your sides?
 And who will be the one who will decide
 Its true location?