Pop Will Eat Itself - 92 Degrees Farenheit (the 3rd Degree)
3rd Degree Catch Me When I Fall The Heat Myestery Spree That There's No Reason Some Would Have It Said To Be Here Night Or Day I Got A Place To Stay But Just Love It All A Lifelong Swansong For Y'all A Padded Cell To Get Well This Heat's Unreasonable Come As No Surprise The Seasonal Bad Vibes Bugged And Tuggeds In 92 Directions There's Murder In My Eyes A Lifelong Swansong For Y'all Locked Indoors A 92 Meat Stew For You I Kill Without A Cause A Birth, A Death, A Romance I Just Love It All Yeah, But I Still Love It All Burn So Bright And Drop Like Flies Can You Hear Me Now Can You Hear Me Now? A 92 Degree Heatwave >from The Wrong Side Of The Law I Wish I Could Do It...do It! A 22 Stretch Inside When Seconds Of Madness Cut Life In Mid-stride It's A Sad Mess It's The Sun That's Guilty Oozing Rays Of Badness There's One Place I Can Hide Night Or Day I Got A Place To Stay A Padded Cell To Get Well A Lifelong Swansong For Y'all I Just Love Them All For All The Ones Who Hate Me They Can Criticise And Extradite Me Can You Hear Me Now Can You Hear Me Now? But I Still Love Them All >from The Wrong Side Of The Law A 2 Stretch Inside A 92 Degree Heatwave I Wish I Could Do It! Do It Right! ---------------------------------------------
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