Dillinger Four

Dillinger Four - Honey, I Shit The Hot Tub lyrics

Your rating:


Watch the could form outside my window

I light another as the city goes grey

Face the whirlwind with a polite smile

Resist the motion of self righteous crusades



Some of the other 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 yesterdays news



The right sight but the wrong kind of vision

A grain of salt dould 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.
Get this song at:
bol.com
amazon.com

Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: ?

Details:

Language: English

Share your thoughts

This form is protected by reCAPTCHA and the Google Privacy Policy and Terms of Service apply.

0 Comments found