Honey, I Shit In The Hot Tub - Dillinger Four

I watch the clouds form outside my window

I light another as the city goes gray

I face the whirlwind with a polite smile

Resist the motion of self-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

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

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

I faced a thousand attitudes like this one before

You can show me your restrictions while I’m showing you the door

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

I faced a thousand attitudes like this one before

You can show me your restrictions while I’m showing you the door

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