Artist: Andrew Bird
Album: Armchair Apocrypha
Song: Dark Matter
Tabbed by: justin
[verse]
A D
When I was just a little boy
A
I threw away all of my action toys
D A D
When I became obsessed with Operation
A D
With hearts and minds and certain glands
A
You gotta learn to keep a steady hand
D A (A7) D
And thus began my morbid fascination
E F#m
Tore the spines from out of all of these self-help books
E F#m
Made myself a gun that not only shoots but looks
D E
So real, it shoots through steel
A D A (A7) D
With rays of dark matter
A D A (A7) D
rays of dark matter
A D
Do you wonder where the self resides
A
Is it in your head or between your sides
D
And who will be the one who will decide
A D
Its true location
A D
And does the thought of bile that's red and black
A
The thought of tongues that taste you back
D A D
Fill you with a nauseouseous sort of elation
E F#m
A noose is loosed around our necks made of DNA
E F#m
And every day it's growing tighter no matter what they do or say
D
And you can shoot right through it with rays of dark matter
E
Just before they kick out,
A D
they kick out the ladder
A D
With rays of dark matter
A (A7) D A D
With rays of dark matter
A D A D A D A D
Like something catching fire
[whistle]
A D
Do you wonder where the self resides
A
Is it in your head or between your sides
D
And who will be the one who will decide
A
Its true location
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