Honey, I Shit The Hottub

WATCH THE CLOUDS FORM OUTSIDE MY WINDOW
I LIGHT ANOTHER AS THE CITY GOES GRAY
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 YESTERDAYS 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
I FACED A THOUSAND ATTITUDES LIKE THIS ONE BEFORE
YOU CAN SHOW ME YOUR RESTRICTIONS
WHILE I'M SHOWING YOU THE DOOR