Dillinger Four

Dillinger Four - Honey, I Shit The Hot Tub songtekst

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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.
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