Autocrash

Don't bother me I'm always late, they say its not contagious,
Tommy said do something brilliant for a change.
Sixty times the speed limit doesn't entertain us,
Till the auto crashes and he has to re-arrange his life.

You wish you were father time.

Tommy's on the bus now weighing all the facts,
Soon to discover his world is black.
And a little less oxygen will help the boy along,
On his detrimental journey to eradicate right and wrong.
(Go tommy go)
He should be buying paintings,
(Go tommy go)
And entertain the ladies.

You wish you were father time.
You wish you were father time.
You wish you were, wish you were.

(Go tommy go)
He should be buying paintings
(Go tommy go)
And entertain the ladies.

You wish you were father time.
You wish you were father time.
You wish you were, wish you were