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"Honey, I Shit the Hot Tub." lyrics
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
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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