Andrew Bird - MX Missiles

Those that will judge,
will say you're aloof,
but you know the truth is a seed,
you know what you need
is a conflagration.

'Cause when I see your blood
and the bits of your broken tooth,
it gives me the proof that I need,
it's the proof that you bleed.
And it's a revelation, it's a revelation.

I thought you were a life-sized paper doll,
propped up in the hardware store,
propped up on the front lawn watching the parade
of the legionnaires with 2/4s
marching off to wars.

I didn't know what you were made of
color of your blood, what you're afraid of?
Are you made of calcium or are you carbon based?
'Cause if you're made of calcium I'll have to take a taste

Calcium is deadly,
but tender to the tooth,
but it's one sure-fire way to know
If you're MX-missile proof
or if you're just aloof.

And you were in the ground in late November,
though the leaves and earth were damp.
Did you think they would remember
how you almost made state champ?

And when you're running for the game against Alfonsus,
and you fell up on the ground and chipped your tooth
that might really have surprised us
to learn that maybe you weren't really MX-missiles proof.