Primusis a rock band band formed in California in the mid-1980s by two ex-members of thrash band Blind Illusion by Les Claypooland Larry LaLonde. Larry's band before Blind Illusion was death metal pioneers Possessed. Les (vocals and bass guitar) has been the only constant member. They have had two guitar players (although Larry has held onto the role for the past 16 years) and many different drummers (although Tim Alexander and Bryan "Brain" Mantia were the only ones who recorded with the band, and Jay Lane, the only other one who had creative impact) in the past. Their music has proven difficult to define; while usually considered by critics to be funk-metalor alternative metal, Primus has been called everything from " thrash funk" (as the band blends funk-style bass technique with thrash influenced guitar riffs and songs tempos), to " alternative rock" to "the Freak Brothers set to music." Les Claypool himself once described their music as " psychedelic polka." Thanks to the diversity of their sound they have been able to gain fans from nearly all rock subgenres.
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Primus

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 slobber 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.