Short-Haired Tornado

if you croak i hope ya know i'm gonna toss you in the trash
 you can't really blame us, we're only doin' what you asked
 if you have yourself a son, I'm gonna tell your baby boy
 that father time's chock full of lies
 so don't jump in just yet
 doubting thomas deserves much more than we can give
 if we win the lottery, let's buy an island just for him
 so when that hurricane tries beatin' down the door
 we can make him bat its eyes until it can't see what's a-...
 until we can't see what's ahead
 you can sew me in stitches
 and curse at the cautious
 while it lasts
 'cause soon we'll all forget
 if we croak i hope ya know it's gonna be in single files
 hunting for models that were never worth the while
 each one of us caught head for throwing jack frost in july
 and staring at the sun till our eyes were done
 and we could not see what's a-...
 until we can't see what's ahead
 you can sew me in stitches
 and curse at the cautious
 while it lasts
 'cause soon we'll all forget