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Joe Jackson

It's All Too Much

 

It's All Too Much

(album: Laughter & Lust - 1991)


It's All Too Much

Some days I can't get started
Wondering which shoe to put on first
Or should I brush my teeth
Before or after I put on my shirt
So many big decisions
Boiled or scrambled, fried or even raw
I'm so damn open-minded
Used to think I'm lucky but I'm cursed

I hate this supermarket
But I have to say it makes me think
A hundred mineral waters
It's fun to guess which ones are safe to drink
Two hundred brands of cookies
87 kinds of chocolate chip
They say that choice is freedom
I'm so free it drives me to the brink

And you know why it's all too much

It's all too much for me to bear
What kind of shampoo suits my hair
It's all too much (1) for me to do (1)
Especially without you
Won't you please come home
Honey please come home

I read the morning paper
But it all changes by the evening news
The world got so much smaller
I don't know which piece of it to choose
I'd like to fight apartheid
Wish that I could fight the guy upstairs
I'd solve a dozen cases
If only there weren't so many clues

What shall we do this evening
Send out for some sushi and champagne
Stay in and watch TV
50 channels can't all be the same
Maybe go to a movie
50 films on 50 tiny screens
They say that choice is freedom
I'm so free it's driving me insane

And you know why it's all too much

It's all too much for me to stand
So much supply and no demand
There's just too much (2) to struggle throu (2)
Especially without you
Won't you please come home
Honey please come home

I'd like to get to know
All the many people I could be
If I just had the time
I'm sure I could find out which one is me
Maybe I need religion
Or meditation 'til I disappear
They say that choice is freedom
I'm so free I'm stuck in therapy

And you know why it's all too much

It's all too much for me to take
Try to be real, feel like a fake
It's all too much to follow thru
Especially without you
Please come home
Honey please come home
Won't you please come home

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