Letra de "Honey, I Shit The Hot Tub." - Dillinger Four

Watch the clouds form outside my window
I light another as the city goes grey
Face the whirlwind with a polite smile
Resist the motion of sef righteous crusades Some of the others live for deprivation
It's not something that I could ever do
I get my kicks from complete annihilation
A brown paper bottle to kill yesterday's news
The right sight but the wrong kind of vision
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A grain of salt could do us all a little good
Just when the world seems so understanding
It knocks you over with a silent left hook
I faced a thousand attitudes like this one before
You can show me your restrictions
While I'm showing you the door