Weapon Of Choice - Fatboy Slim

Organically grown, through the hemisphere I roam
Too big love to the angels of light
Yeah, and my girl

She just don't understand
is gone beyond being a man

As I drift off into the night, I'm in flight
She's a Boy scout no doubt
but I'm going to hold my cool,
because of easy rules

Yeah, so move on baby, yeah

Halfway between the gutter and the stars, yeah