To Your Health

Make mine a pain in the neck
Here’s to you, you old wreck
And mine is a thorn in the side
Drink up, so we can both finally die
And I’ll have a bright yellow boat
With nothing to row
With nothing to row
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
Make mine a pain in the neck
Here’s to you, you old wreck.