[Intro — breathy high tenor | sparse voices | strange vocoder answering each line] Who am I today? (D-X-D… dee-dee-dee…) Mm, haven’t picked yet. [ROBOTIC WHISPER: SE-LEC-TING…] Could be this… Could be that… Could be somebody nobody’s met. [warped vocoder choir] Who—who—who could he be? (DxD!) [Verse 1 — playful funk pocket | clipped phrasing] Maybe I’m a king with no kingdom, Maybe I’m a thing with a nice grin, Maybe I got dropped here accidentally, Looked around once, said, “Yeah, I might live here.” Maybe I’m a problem in good clothes, Maybe I’m the answer nobody knows, Maybe I’m just some guy with purple eyes Who got invited and forgot to go home. [Vocoder Double — lead + artificial octave] I could be sweet. (SWEET.) I could be mean. (MEAN.) I could be somewhere in between. [ROBOT VOICE: UN-DE-CI-D-E-D.] [Pre-Chorus — stacked choir building] Ask me what I am, I go— “Ooh… that’s a good one.” Ask me where I’m from, I go— “Uhh… next question.” [high robotic harmony] Maybe by tomorrow I’ll know, But tonight I like keeping you guessing. [Chorus — huge stacked harmonies | funky bass movement | catchy vocoder responses] Who could DxD be? (D! X! D!) Little bit strange, little too pretty, Who could DxD be? [ROBOT CHOIR: WE DON’T KNOW!] Maybe I’m a somebody, Maybe I’m a nobody, Maybe I’m whatever sounds fun to me. Who could DxD be? (D-X-D, D-X-D!) Don’t ask me— I’m still deciding me. [Post-Chorus — chopped vocoder ensemble] [DIGITAL STUTTER] D-D-DxD Could be—could be—could be— A prince? (NAH.) A beast? (MAYBE.) A god? (TOO EASY.) Just me? [all voices suddenly stop] …boring. [Verse 2 — funky conversational lead | clavinet flicks] Maybe I was made for something major, Maybe whoever made me changed their mind, Maybe I was waiting somewhere nameless Till somebody said, “Come outside.” Now I got a name and a good fit, Couple weird abilities—no big deal, Don’t need a grand explanation yet, I’m having way too much fun being unreal. [ROBOTIC LOW DOUBLE] Classification? [High tenor] Nope. [ROBOTIC LOW DOUBLE] Occupation? [High tenor] Dope. [ROBOTIC LOW DOUBLE] Origin? [High tenor] Couldn’t tell ya. [Vocoder Choir] THAT IS NOT AN ANSWER. [High tenor, laughing] I know! [Bridge — nearly a cappella | increasingly bizarre stacked voices] Am I one? (ONE.) Am I two? (TWO.) Is that other voice me too? [deep formant voice] YES. [tiny chipmunk vocoder] NO. [wide choir] MAYYYYYBE. [Lead] See? This is why I quit asking. [Final Chorus — soaring choir + loose funk groove] Who could DxD be? (D! X! D!) Little bit strange, little too pretty, Who could DxD be? [ROBOT CHOIR: STILL DON’T KNOW!] Maybe I’m a somebody, Maybe I’m a nobody, Maybe that’s the whole damn fun of me. Who could DxD be? (D-X-D, D-X-D!) Give me time— I’m still deciding me. [Outro — instruments disappear | voices multiplying unnaturally] Could be wonderful… Could be terrible… Could be something you ain’t got a word for. [robotic choir panning around lead] D-X-D… D-X-D… D-X-D… [Lead, casually] I’ll figure it out later. [ROBOT VOICE] DECISION… POSTPONED. [soft falsetto] Perfect.
