It’s All Too Much by Joe Jackson

 
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Some days I cant 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
Im so damn open-minded
Used to think Im lucky but Im cursed

I hate this supermarket
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Some days I cant 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
Im so damn open-minded
Used to think Im lucky but Im cursed

I hate this supermarket
But I have to say it makes me think
A hundred mineral waters
Its 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
Im so free it drives me to the brink

And you know why - its all too much

Its all too much for me to bear
What kind of shampoo suits my hair
Its all too much to struggle thru
Especially without you
Wont 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 dont know which piece of it to choose
Id like to fight apartheid
Wish that I could fight the guy upstairs
Id solve a dozen cases
If only there werent so many clues

What shall we do this evening
Send out for some sushi and champagne
Stay in and watch tv
50 channels cant all be the same
Maybe go to a movie
50 films on 50 tiny screens
They say that choice is freedom
Im so free its driving me insane

And you know why - its all too much

Its all too much for me to stand
So much supply and no demand
Theres just too much for me to do
Especially without you
Wont you please come home
Honey please come home

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

And you know why - its all too much

Its all too much for me to take
Try to be real, feel like a fake
Its all too much to follow thru
Especially without you
Honey please come home
Wont you please come home
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