Paroles de Honey, I Shit The Hot Tub

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.