Anal Cunt was a grindcore band from Boston, USA. They are often referred to… Read Full Bio ↴Anal Cunt was a grindcore band from Boston, USA. They are often referred to by their initials A.C. Due to the perceived—indeed intended—offensive nature of their name, many of their album covers simply displaying the initials A.C. However, the band has managed to subvert even this abbreviation, by drawing these letters in a manner resembling an anus and a vulva. Their musical catalog consists almost entirely (barring the overwrought satirical Picnic of Love album and a number of cover songs) of ridiculously offensive material. The band has often been criticized for its popularity being based solely on their controversial song titles and lyrics rather than any musical ability, and is often mentioned when a debate is being made against the grindcore genre of music. One ongoing dispute is how much Anal Cunt actually believes in what they say on their albums.

Common lyrical themes include misogyny, homophobia, anti-Semitism, racism, ridicule of the unfortunate, and insults directed towards other bands (examples: "Limp Bizkit Think They're Black, But They're Just Gay" and "Anyone Who Likes The Dillinger Escape Plan Is a Faggot"). Some examples of their controversial song titles are "Hitler Was A Sensitive Man", "I Hope You Get Deported", and "Your Kid Committed Suicide Because You Suck" (the original title was "Conor Clapton Committed Suicide Because His Father Sucks"; it was changed because Earache records were afraid that the label might have been sued in response to this song). One recurring song title is "X is gay", with X being a person, place, thing, idea or event. Some well-known examples are: "Technology Is Gay", "The Internet Is Gay", "Windchimes are Gay", and "The Word 'Homophobic' Is Gay".

The sound of a typical Anal Cunt song is that of loud, extremely distorted guitars playing very simple riffs (often using only open strings), blast beat drumming, and loud (often unintelligible) screaming.

Anal Cunt was founded in 1988 in Massachusetts by Seth Putnam. He chose the name by making a list of obscene words, and then trying to find what he believed to be the most stupid, offensive combination of them--Anal Cunt. The band was meant as a joke, and was to only release one album and do one show; however, the band went strong for more than 20 years before Seth Putnam's death.

Anal Cunt's take on making song titles a joke in themselves may have influenced many other hardcore and grindcore bands who attempt to get laughs from humorous, but often cryptic, titles.

Since 1997, Anal Cunt has also become known for its acoustic black metal side-project Impaled Northern Moonforest, another joke band.

In 2000, they released Split With The Raunchous Brothers. The tracks on the album are: "I'm Hitler", "The Guy Who Shot His Kid Up With AIDS is Awesome", and "I Went Back In Time, And Voted For Hitler".

Additionally, infamous punk rocker GG Allin has a song titled "Anal Cunt", but there is no relation between them, although according to Putnam, Allin requested Anal Cunt to be his backup band on one particular tour. This never happened, most likely owing to Allin's death.

In October 2004, Seth Putnam overdosed on "a combination of heroin, crack, alcohol, and two months worth of Ambien sleeping pills done all at once." As a result, he was comatose for several days and sustained severe nerve damage, needing months of physical therapy to recover. According to Putnam, doctors had intended to "pull the plug", fearing he'd spend the rest of his days as a vegetable. Some observers considered this poetic justice, given such Anal Cunt song titles as "Jack Kevorkian Is Cool" and "You're in a Coma". Surprisingly enough, in the same news post he confirmed that there will be a new Anal Cunt album.

Seth Putnam died of a heart attack on June 11th, 2011.

I Lit Your Baby On Fire
Anal Cunt Lyrics

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I SPENT ALL MY MONEY ON DRUGS, AND COULDN'T AFFORD TO FLY
I TOOK A GREYHOUND BUS, YOU AND YOUR BRAT SAT NEXT TO ME
IT WOULDN'T SHUT UP, SO I LIT IT ON FIRE
FOR 30 SECONDS IT WAS LOUDER, THEN IT SHUT UP

I LIT YOU'RE, I LIT YOU'RE, I LIT YOU'RE BABY ON FIRE
I LIT YOU'RE, I LIT YOU'RE, I LIT YOU'RE BABY ON FIRE
I LIT YOU'RE, I LIT YOU'RE, I LIT YOU'RE BABY ON FIRE
I LIT YOU'RE, I LIT YOU'RE, I LIT YOU'RE BABY ON FIRE

YOU CAME BACK FROM THE BATHROOM, AND SMELLED SOMETHING BURNING
YOU REALIZED IT WAS YOUR BABY, AND I STARTED TO LAUGH
YOU ASKED THE DRIVER TO PULL OVER, BUT HE LAUGHED AT YOU TOO
YOU YELLED AT ME, SO I ROSTED SOME MARSMELLOWS ON YOU'RE KID

I LIT YOU'RE, I LIT YOU'RE, I LIT YOU'RE BABY ON FIRE
I LIT YOU'RE, I LIT YOU'RE, I LIT YOU'RE BABY ON FIRE
I LIT YOU'RE, I LIT YOU'RE, I LIT YOU'RE BABY ON FIRE
I LIT YOU'RE, I LIT YOU'RE, I LIT YOU'RE BABY ON FIRE

Overall Meaning

These lyrics tell the disturbing story of a narrator who has spent all his money on drugs and is taking a Greyhound bus. He is unlucky enough to have a mother with a noisy child sitting next to him. The child will not be quiet, which irritates him. The singer snaps and decides to light the child on fire, wanting it to be quiet. The fire causes the child to become quiet for the 30 seconds before it perishes in the flames. The lyrics are repeated several times with the chorus, "I lit your baby on fire," displaying the horror of the act.

The second verse takes a twisted turn when the mother realizes that something is burning, and the smell is coming from her baby. She panics, but the singer begins to laugh. The mother begs the driver to pull over, but he also finds the situation humorous. As the mother becomes angry, the singer pokes fun at her and starts to roast marshmallows on the baby's carcass, even furthering the grotesque nature of the situation.

Line by Line Meaning

I SPENT ALL MY MONEY ON DRUGS, AND COULDN'T AFFORD TO FLY
I used up all my cash on drugs and couldn't afford a flight

I TOOK A GREYHOUND BUS, YOU AND YOUR BRAT SAT NEXT TO ME
I boarded a Greyhound bus and you and your annoying child were sitting beside me

IT WOULDN'T SHUT UP, SO I LIT IT ON FIRE
Your baby wouldn't stop crying, so I set it on fire

FOR 30 SECONDS IT WAS LOUDER, THEN IT SHUT UP
At first, the baby's screams intensified but eventually stopped altogether

YOU CAME BACK FROM THE BATHROOM, AND SMELLED SOMETHING BURNING
When you returned from the washroom, you detected a burning odor

YOU REALIZED IT WAS YOUR BABY, AND I STARTED TO LAUGH
You realized that the burning smell was emanating from your child, and I found it amusing

YOU ASKED THE DRIVER TO PULL OVER, BUT HE LAUGHED AT YOU TOO
You asked the driver to stop the bus, but he laughed at you instead of helping

YOU YELLED AT ME, SO I ROASTED SOME MARSHMALLOWS ON YOUR KID
You screamed at me for setting your baby on fire, so I decided to roast marshmallows on the corpse

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I Lit Your Baby On Fire
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