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"Hot Runes" lyrics

The Fall Lyrics

"Hot Runes"

Hot June, summer afternoon
Hot June, summer afternoon

Alan Brazil and Hatton on about 'discipline for all'
Hot June, summer afternoon
Hot June, summer afternoon
Involved in hyper-bowl about the track checklist
Post office workers are those who sit alone
The promises they gave casual - used them before
They've turned all cities into animal pens

Hot June, summer afternoon
Hot June, summer afternoon
Hot June, summer afternoon

Upset, embarrassed skint in a tie


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Writer(s): Tom Murphy, Mark Edward Smith, Julia Mary Nagle, Adam Helal, Neville Wilding
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album: "The Unutterable" (2000)
The Fall - The Unutterable album cover
Cyber Insekt
Two Librans
W.B
Sons Of Temperance
Dr. Bucks' Letter
Hot Runes
Way Round
Octo Realm / Ketamine Sun
Serum
Unutterable
Pumpkin Soup And Mashed Potatoes
Hands Up Billy
Midwatch 1953
Devolute
Das Katerer
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