Short-Haired Tornado - Fair To Midland

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