Pop Will Eat Itself - 92° F (The 3rd Degree) lyrics

3rd degree

The heat myestery spree

Catch me when I fall

some would have it said

That there's no reason

To be here

But just love it all

Night or day I got a place to stay

A padded cell to get well

A lifelong swansong for y'all

This heat's unreasonable

The seasonal bad vibes

Come as no surprise

Bugged and tuggeds in 92 directions

There's murder in my eyes

Locked indoors

I kill without a cause

A 92 meat stew for you

A lifelong swansong for y'all

A birth, a death, a romance

I just love it all

Burn so bright and drop like flies

Yeah, but I still love it all

Can you hear me now

Can you hear me now?

>From the wrong side of the law

A 92 degree heatwave

A 22 stretch inside

I wish I could do it...Do it!

It's a sad mess

When seconds of madness

Cut life in mid-stride

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

For all the ones who hate me

I just love them all

They can criticise and extradite me

But I still love them all

Can you hear me now

Can you hear me now?

>From the wrong side of the law

A 92 degree heatwave

A 2 stretch inside

I wish I could do it! Do it right!