92 Degrees Farenheit (the 3rd Degree)

Pop Will Eat Itself 2006

(combination of several versions)

Third degree
The heat mystery spree
Catch me when I fall
Some would have it said
That there's no reason to be here
But I 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
The hardcore dance for y'all

This heat's unreasonable
The seasonal bad vibes
Come as no surprise
Bugged and tugged 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
The hardcore dance for y'all

The hardcore dance 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 heatwave
A 22 stretch inside
I wish I could 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
Hardcore dance for y'all
Do it right!

The hardcore dance for y'all

A lifelong swansong for y'all

For all the ones who hate me
I just love them all
They can criticize (fight, [expite - ??])
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 22 stretch inside
I wish I could do it....