To Your Health

Make mine a pain in the neck
Here’s to you, you old wreck
And mine is a thorn in my side
Drink up, so we can both finally die

And I’ll bite your bone
Nothing too rough
With nothing too rough

So make mine an all out of luck
Here’s to you, you miserable fuck
And why did you finally leave?
Because all you think of is me
Because all you think of is me
All you think of is me

Make mine a pain in the neck
Here’s to you, you old wreck