Rad Max - "Rad Tracks"
Release date: 3/9/2018

“I’m still trying to figure out how they sneak THIN LIZZY leads into an Anthony Michael Hall montage” - MAXIMUM ROCKNROLL (Issue #421)


“Easily one of the funnest bands we’ve heard during this year’s campaign but don’t let the zaniness of the lyrics fool you, this band is dead serious about kicking out high energy jams that will get you out of your seat.” - Northwest Music Scene (100 Bands in 100 Days)


“This release reminds me of Boris the Sprinkler coupled with Eddie Money cheese infused mochismo.” - Audio Ammunition

  1. Symmetrical Book Stacking LYRICS
    This high spirit is in high spirits
    Gotta find something to do
    Already slimed the card catalogs
    With ectoplasmic residue

    Can't wait to see the mortals reacting
    To my symmetrical book stacking
    Symmetrical book stacking

    Picture it, Philedelphia
    1947
    Fantastic phantasms
    Stacking books up to Heaven

    Can't wait to see the mortals reacting
    To my symmetrical book stacking
    Symmetrical book stacking

    Got an itchin' for some bitchin' fiction
    Make a tower out of telekinesis
    Cause no human being
    Would ever stack books like this

    Can't wait to see the mortals reacting
    To my symmetrical book stacking
    Symmetrical book stacking

    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    Can't wait to see the mortals reacting
    To my symmetrical book stacking
    Symmetrical book stacking
    Symmetrical book stacking
    Symmetrical book stacking
    Symmetrical book stacking
    Symmetrical book stacking
  2. She Doesn't Want to Dance (With Me) LYRICS
    Sitting alone at the bar
    Sipping beer number three
    I wanna dance with somebody
    Who's gonna dance with me

    I see her walk in the door
    That's when my jaw hits the floor
    I start to do my moonwalk
    Ah yeah, she's not buying it

    She doesn't wanna dance
    She doesn't wanna dance
    She doesn't like my Running Man
    And I don't have a chance

    She doesn't wanna dance
    She doesn't want romance
    She doesn't give a fuck
    About my MC Hammer pants

    I'm sitting back at the bar
    Waiting for my song
    They play another Foghat medley
    It's almost 12 minutes long

    I'mt gonna try it again
    I start to do my thing
    Bust out my Roger Rabbit
    Oh, she doesn't give a shit

    She doesn't wanna dance
    She doesn't wanna dance
    She doesn't like my Running Man
    And I don't have a chance

    She doesn't wanna dance
    She doesn't want romance
    She doesn't give a fuck
    About my MC Hammer pants

    Play that funky beat, DJ

    Looking good today
    She's looking good in every way
    Hanging in a Buffalo Stance
    Won't even give me a second glance

    And then a song came on
    Pop and lock till the break o' dawn
    It's a silky groove
    Now step back while I bust a move

    I'm dancing by myself
    Cause I really wanna dance
    I'm busting out my Running Man
    I'm oozing out romance

    I'm dancing all alone
    To some Frank Stallone
    Who's not a bad musician
    So please leave him alone

    She doesn't wanna dance
    She doesn't wanna dance
    She doesn't like my Running Man
    I don't have a chance

    I really wanna dance
    I really wanna dance
    I just want to try out these
    My MC Hammer pants

    Proper
  3. Big Trouble in Little Caesars LYRICS
    Got a bag of B-movies and a million beers
    At my last stop and the place went nuclear
    All I wanted was to grab a square pizza
    Now my night's been fucked up by these dudes from the East-a

    The walls are crumbling
    From all this rumbling
    Cause there's big trouble in
    Little Caesars

    Need some party food; didn't mean to end up dead
    But Lo-Pan's back and he's crazier than my Crazy Bread
    He brought his three Storms -- Thunder, Lightening, & Rain
    I should find the manager so I can complain

    The walls are crumbling
    From all this rumbling
    Cause there's big trouble in
    Little Caesars

    Thunder, thunder
    Lightning, lightning
    Rain, rain
    Pizza, pizza

    The roof is falling down like plaster confetti
    I guess their pizza order wasn't Hot N Ready
    I don't like my parlors with this much Tae-Kwon-Do
    Eh, I guess I'll just buy something from Domino's

    The walls are crumbling
    From all this rumbling
    Cause there's big trouble in
    Little Caesars
    Cause there's big trouble in
    Little Caesars
  4. At the Fucking Mall LYRICS
    Feeling down
    Going shopping
    For cassettes
    The prices dropping

    At the food court they're all staring
    At my new jacket, but I ain't caring

    Every time I go out to the mall
    I'm always rocking
    Bring some money; gonna spend it all
    I ain't stopping

    I just need to get to Tape World
    So I can flirt with the cashier girl
    I hope she don't judge when she sees the tapes that I am buying

    At the fucking mall

    The neon
    The signage
    Munching down
    On some grindage

    I saw some nerds at the book store
    And I stared them down cause I am so hardcore

    I feel like I am ten feet tall
    When I'm at Hot Topic
    Do you have this in extra small?
    Jaws are dropping

    I just need to get to Tape World
    So I can flirt with the cashier girl
    I hope she don't judge
    When she sees the tapes that I am buying..

    At the fucking mall

    Spencers, Gadzooks
    I don't need anything from you

    Arcade, pretzel
    I can live without you too

    I remember the first time I saw you
    (Macys, Penneys)
    You know, under the stairs
    Where the goth kids smoke cigarettes
    (See you when I'm 52)
    I walked right up to you
    (Tape World, cashier girl)
    Got down on my knees and said
    (I'm gonna marry you)

    Marry you
    (Marry you)

    I wanna marry you
    (Marry you)

    I wanna marry you
    (Marry you)