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Antipop

(Semaka/Lewis/Kolodziejzyk)

Originally titled “The Rebel Factory”, about how the music biz makes rebels out of rich kids and recently, burnt out has-beens, but the better title came from a Matthew Good song of the same name, which was a great song, but not really deserving of the title because of it’s overt radio friendliness. Long after we wrote our ‘Antipop’, I found out that Primus had a brilliant album AND
song of the same title, but rather than retracting the title, this made me feel even more justified in claiming it back from Matt.


There in the Rebel Factory
they crank out one by one
Marionetteworth puppets
forced upon you ‘til your numb
Barrel: The Council of
Time/Warner/Viacom/Sony
Telling you what you want
according to majority and
that same majority
McDonald’s every artery
Bigger is better in
United States of Armory
Why not make Springer President
and Rome will finally fall
It’s sad when Doctor Phil’s
the smartest Murkin of them all

 

I grew up anti popular
So tragically I lack
But as the world degenerates
I’d like to take that back

 

Let’s follow Ozzy as he
stumbles, stumbles, stumbles-

 

Sharon!
through his lines on coke
He sold his soul to MTV
you know ‘cause he was broke
And now they package crap
and sprinkle it with fairy dust
Till Avril Can’t-Sing-Live is
marketed more than Christmas
Matt Goody so abused
the perfect title ‘Antipop’
Clever enough to use it
but the song was just more ... pop
I’m here to claim it back
and tell you truth instead of pap
Everyone else can
(rhyme) fire (with) desire
and barf out “Ya-ee-ya”!
   
CHORUS

 

Somebody told me
that the trip to fame is
10 years long, but all it really takes
is some old suit to write yer song
prop up an anorexic model
and hit the money switch
then get some dancers
to distract ‘em from the anti-pitch
and now you’re stealing me
and saying it’s just ‘peer to peer’
well how ‘bout I take your girl
and pass her ‘round
from ‘beard to beard’?
I know you wouldn’t mind
as long as they were paying Johns
But that’s the injury to insult
ya they just take our songs
(profanity and curses)