Selfish Gene - Panda Bear

Just now I see it so clear

Total shift in the unconscious

When at the start it seems like fates

Have set it up like so much magic

Just a ruse to get you in there

Seems like a spell

And all they talk as if it’s come to fill those spaces

Only you can fill those spaces

So when the party goes

It breaks a brittle back

They back, they back

And they keep on rubbing in

How a proper chest is clean

That ain’t it

If it comes to fill those spaces

Only you can fill those spaces

So when the party goes

It breaks a brittle back

They back, they back

And they keep on rubbing in

How a proper chest is clean

That ain’t it

Touch a hand, that ain’t it

With a wig on that ain’t it

It’s a promise from some lips

When you touch a hand, that ain’t it

With a wig on, that ain’t it

Making noise not making songs

When you touch a hand, that ain’t it

With a wig on, that ain’t it

It might seem they making songs

Now they really making noise

Total shift in the unconscious

You’ll trip up again

You’ll trip up again

Go get up again