Well, my temp'rature's risin' and my feet on the floor. Twenty people knockin' 'cause they're wanting some more. Let me in, baby, I don't know what you've got.
Well my temperature's rising and my feet are on the floor. Twenty people knocking 'cos they're wanting some more. Let me in baby, I don't know what you've got.
Well it's happening again, like I always thought it would. . Madmen dancing in the street and fires rage.. And it's a strange infatuation taking off across the nations.