Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Flaming Lips
The Flaming Lips
Performer
Dave Fridmann
Dave Fridmann
Programming
Michael Ivins
Michael Ivins
Bass Guitar
Steven Drozd
Steven Drozd
Keyboards
Wayne Coyne
Wayne Coyne
Guitar
Kliph Scurlock
Kliph Scurlock
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Fridmann
Dave Fridmann
Songwriter
Greg Kurstin
Greg Kurstin
Songwriter
Steven Drozd
Steven Drozd
Songwriter
Michael Ivins
Michael Ivins
Songwriter
Wayne Coyne
Wayne Coyne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Flaming Lips
The Flaming Lips
Producer
Dave Fridmann
Dave Fridmann
Producer
Michael Ivins
Michael Ivins
Producer
Steven Drozd
Steven Drozd
Producer
Wayne Coyne
Wayne Coyne
Producer
Kliph Scurlock
Kliph Scurlock
Producer
Scott Booker
Scott Booker
Producer

Songteksten

[Verse 1]
You think you're so radical... I think you ought to stop
Say what?
But you're going international...they're gonna call the cops
(Oh, no, no)
You're turning into a poor man's Donald Trump
I know those circumstances make you wanna jump
Oh, no
[Verse 2]
You think you're radical
But you're not so radical
In fact, you're fanatical
Fanatical
You think you're radical
But you're not so radical
In fact, you're fanatical! Fanatical!
[Verse 3]
I'll tell you right now... you ought to change your mind (Right now, yes)
All of your friends are standin' in line (Uh-huh)
They're getting tired of your attitude fast (You better lose it, you better lose it)
Without all your bodyguards... how long would you last?
Not long (Not long)
[Verse 4]
You think you're radical
But you're not so radical
In fact, you're fanatical
Fanatical
And you think you're radical
But you're not so radical
In fact, you're fanatical! Fanatical!
And you think you're radical
But you're not so radical
In fact, you're fanatical! Fanatical!
Written by: Michael Ivins, Steven Drozd, Wayne Coyne
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