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