During "Free Radicals," the Flamers take on terrorism, yet the vocals are mainly delivered in goofy falsetto, and the worst insult Coyne dishes out is "You're turning into a poor man's Donald Trump." Likewise, "Yeah Yeah Yeah Song" juxtaposes philosophical observations ("It's a very dangerous thing to do exactly what you want") with a bouncy melody and exquisitely silly "yah-yah-yah-yah" background vocals. And while "Haven't Got a Clue" has a semi-nasty lyrical edge, it also features ultra-sweet harmonies that even George W. might find irresistible.
Okay, probably not. But for the rest of us, such touches make this one War worth supporting.