Weird Science

From my heart and from my hand Why don't people understand my intention? (Weird, ooh) (Weird science) Plastic tubes and pots and pans Bits and pieces and the magic from the hand We're makin' weird science, ooh Things I've never seen before Behind bolted doors, talent and imagination Weird science Not what teacher said to do Makin' dreams come true, living tissue, warm flesh Weird science, ooh Plastic tubes and pots and pans Bits and pieces and Bits and pieces and (creation) My creation, is it real? It's my creation, ooh, my creation It's my creation Magic and technology Voodoo dolls and chants, electricity We're makin' weird science Fantasy and microchips Shooting from the hip, something different We're making weird science, ooh Pictures from a magazine Diagrams and charts, mending broken hearts And makin' weird science Something like a recipe Bits and pieces and Bits and pieces and my creation, is it real? It's my creation, I do not know No hesitation, no heart of gold Just flesh and blood, I do not know I do not know From my heart and from my hand Why don't people understand my intentions?