The Earth it did crack open
On the day that I was born
And a thousand merry pranksters
Came dancin' through the storm.
I lay cradle bound
A howlin' out my mind
Not knowin' years to come
I'd be shoutin' over din
I sucked information through the holes in my skull
As my belly gurgles hungry my mouth is always full.
I am Antipop, I'll run against the grain till the day I drop.
I am the Antipop, the man you cannot stop.
As a young man,
I plug into the tube,
But the stench of all that pretense
I cannot muddle through.
I lay on my back
And scan the radio
All that comes out my speakers
Is a steady syrup flow.
I suck information through the holes in my skull
As my belly gurgles hungry my mouth is always full.
I stood by watching
And I seen 'em come and go.
I seen 'em make that million
Then vanish in the snow.
They come upon you
Like a pack of rabid hounds
As they s*****r in your ears
And purge you with their sounds.
Pushing misinformation through the holes in my skull
My belly gurgles nauseous and still my mouth is full.
I am Antipop, I'll run against the grain till the day I drop.
I am the Antipop, the man you cannot stop.
On the day that I was born
And a thousand merry pranksters
Came dancin' through the storm.
I lay cradle bound
A howlin' out my mind
Not knowin' years to come
I'd be shoutin' over din
I sucked information through the holes in my skull
As my belly gurgles hungry my mouth is always full.
I am Antipop, I'll run against the grain till the day I drop.
I am the Antipop, the man you cannot stop.
As a young man,
I plug into the tube,
But the stench of all that pretense
I cannot muddle through.
I lay on my back
And scan the radio
All that comes out my speakers
Is a steady syrup flow.
I suck information through the holes in my skull
As my belly gurgles hungry my mouth is always full.
I stood by watching
And I seen 'em come and go.
I seen 'em make that million
Then vanish in the snow.
They come upon you
Like a pack of rabid hounds
As they s*****r in your ears
And purge you with their sounds.
Pushing misinformation through the holes in my skull
My belly gurgles nauseous and still my mouth is full.
I am Antipop, I'll run against the grain till the day I drop.
I am the Antipop, the man you cannot stop.