Dig around in the garbage Save up some halibut bones in a jar Scrape a winter's worth of salt deposits From the rusty frame of my car Ask the experts ♪ Maybe they'll know ♪ Call up my teacher in Cambridge See what he remembers Throw white phosphorus in the fireplace Look for clues in the embers Call the hotline ♪ Give them a phony last name ♪ Try to find ♪ An antidote for strychnine ♪ Trying to find ♪ An antidote for strychnine ♪ Time's running short Always seems to run shorter Have some supplies sent From up just past the northern border Keep a line out ♪ To the people who take the long view ♪ Only share my research With sick lab rats like me Trapped behind the beakers And the Erlenmeyer flasks Cut off from the world, I may not ever get free But I may ♪ One day ♪ Trying to find ♪ An antidote for strychnine ♪ Trying to find ♪ An antidote for strychnine ♪ So many suffering from the same affliction ♪ Coming up on a breakthrough The clock's ticking Dig down amongst my calculations Check my map Up there on the surface Everybody's getting ready for the bloodbath Stem the tide, stem the tide They're calling down for reinforcements ♪ Trying to find ♪ An antidote for strychnine ♪ Trying to find ♪ An antidote for strychnine