Back with a bang? That’s not the half of it.

Always one to ram their tongues into their cheeks at the earliest available juncture, The Hives haven’t just taken the analogy to heart – they’ve actually made a song around it.

Featuring seven ticks for every proper “Boom” (three booms, to be incredibly anal), they’ve used a technique that only Jazzy Jeff and The Fresh Prince could seemingly get away with and made it into a runaway song that threatens to flatten all that dare cross its path.

From their synonymous guitar jutting to the interlude that heralds back to a time when Hate To Say I Told You So picked them up by the scruff of the neck and threw them into the mainstream, it’s safe to say this is a typical Hives song – only startlingly refreshed.

Whether it was their sessions with Timbaland and Pharrell Williams that allowed them to construct a song that sounds new but underneath keeps to their roots, or the wonders of Jacknife Lee (Editors, U2, Green Day) on the production side, somehow they’ve avoided every single pitfall along the way to unleash a song so tightly coiled and addictive, it should come with a number for a methadone clinic.

Peeling under the gloss and the audible pyro, the lyrics are just as powerful. Focusing on the final breakup of a relationship where the guy leaves it too late to show that he’s changed, it reads for enthralling stuff. The lead character, however feels more ambiguous.