The darkest song on the New Radicals' first and only album of the same name. The lyrics are unprintable, simply because they are incomprehensible. They aren't really sung: Alexander basically howls them drunkenly, and anyway, what's there to sing? All the transcripts that I've seen make no sense, even allowing for the lyrics being hard to make out.

However, there is a second set of lyrics. These made far more sense, a nice little tirade against the mass media ("Is real investigative reporting dead?/Of course, but keep watching your CNN") the religious right ("Good Christian families? then why condone/petty hatred of anything different or new") and big ass companies with their hands in government puppets ("Rich companies lobby best/Use their products, prepare to lose a breast"). Sadly for the world in general, Alexander couldn't get these words to fit a song (you try! It's goddamn impossible) and so mumbled some crap. The old lyrics, however, are printed in the album's lyrics booklet.

The song itself is fairly minimalist. A guitar plays a fairly simple and wild ostinato over a repetitive drumbeat, along with an organ type sound. Alexanders' voice is given a reverb effect, and the effect of the song is simultaneously creepy and cool. Near the end, there is a pause: everything stops, and the drumbeat is replaced by a different noise-banging on an oil drum? Everything else then fades in again, and Alexander himself keeps mumbling his incoherent bullshit...and then fade out. The whole song is fairly good, and great for scaring the living bejesus out of yourself in the dark at 4 in the morning, but you get the impression it was made with Dance eJay.

Length: 5:22
Best Listened To When: Scouring the Greenpeace website for pictures of deformed things.

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Also...

The New Radicals first album, of which the song above is part of. It was their first and only album, and the band dis..banded a few years after it was released. However the Radicals still have a cult following, and it's easy to see why. They have a diversity of style that is simply unmatched: the first song is fairly happy and upbeat, but by I Hope I Didn't Just Give Away The Ending we're into severe melancholy, only to spring out again with Jehovah Made This Whole Joint For You.

Most of the songs are about one of two things: drugs and sex. This is relatively unsurprising, given that Gregg Alexander had used most drugs before and shags around a lot. If you don't mind a few references every so often then you'll enjoy the album. It's by no means an epic, but it's still a good listen.

1. Mother We Just Can't Get Enough
2. You Get What You Give
3. I Hope I Didn't Just Give Away The Ending
4. I Don't Wanna Die Anymore
5. Jehovah Made This Whole Joint For You
6. Someday We'll Know
7. Maybe You've Been Brainwashed Too
8. In Need Of A Miracle
9. Gotta Stay High
10. Technicolor Lover
11. Flowers
12. Crying Like A Church On Monday

Released October 20th 1998 on MCA.