Utopia - Too Much Water |
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Too Much Water
Utopia Too much, it's too much, too much Got too much water under the bridge Got too much, too much, got too much Got too much water under the bridge I got to think of something, think of something I got to think of something We got to hang together, or hang separately We got to hang together, we got to hang together Maybe we got time to burn But I don't want to make that kind of history I got a yen to hear myself talk Put your hand on the rock And maybe you've got nothing left to learn You put me in a state Put your hand on the rock But do you want to make that kind of history And let it all run out Number one ain't always number one You know why we got to hang together Instant karma's always coming back And I don't want to make that kind of history Put your hand on the rock Bad karma's running in the back But do we want to make that kind of history Tell ya mamma nature's on the run Put your hand on the rock And let it all run out You know why we got to get together We got no more time to burn We got to crawl before we can walk So if you wanna make a new kind of history Put your hand on the rock And I got a few things I'd like to learn I get tired of hearing myself squawk And I wanna make a new kind of history And let it all run out Put your hand on the rock You know why we got to hang together |
