Sweet Face

So drink to your death, to your death
We'll all be impressed
And smoke 'til you die, 'til you die
I'll be there watching and cry

Your fuckin' car, your fuckin' car
I hope the pavement stops your-

Now what did you think, did you think
What were you thinking
And look at this mess, at this mess
We're all so impressed

And slip from this world, from this world
You'll be sincerely missed
But not by me
No, not by me, no, not by me
I don't mind, I don't mind

So drink to your death, to your death
We'll all be impressed
And smoke 'til you die, 'til you die
I'll be there watching and cry

Your fuckin' car, your fuckin' car
I hope the pavement stops your-