Lost My Face In A Fast Car Race by The Victorian English Gentlemens Club Lyrics

The high end
The eye of the tree
They don't mean much to me

’cus I lost my face
In a fast car race
And now I know what I need

I have money
And I have faith
And I just do juries

Lost my face
In a fast car race
And now I know what I need

I lost my mind
In a bag of meat
It looks just like my brain

And now on Earth
Some piece of meat
To crash my car in a race
I lost my mind
In a bag of meat
Looks just like my face

And fifty years
With a broken heart
To have my fun at the start

The high end
The eye of the tree
They don't mean much to me

'cus I lost my face
In a fast car racе
And now I’m like meat