Too Much Stuff
From the Album Terasa
I came home late last night didn’t make a sound
Opened the door and looked around
There was too much stuff, too much stuff
There was paper on the hall stand, bottles on the floor
Still a Santa costume hanging on the door
There was too much stuff, too much stuff
Chorus
You got too much stuff it’s driving me insane
I’ve just fallen down those stairs again
One of these days when you ain’t around
I’m gonna bury that stuff deep underground
But I know if I did you would just buy more
Now you’ve got you’ve own parking space at the store
I know that you say you ain’t got enough
So it’s just as well, I got so much love
A different pair of shoes for each day of the year
Handbags coming from out of your ears
You got too much stuff, too much stuff
You got enough books to open a shop
If you don’t know what it is you throw it in a box
You got too much stuff, too much stuff
I can’t sit down without clearing the chair
A pile in every corner from here to there
You’re slowly taking over my wardrobe space
I’d like to hang a painting but there ain’t no place.
THE STORY BEHIND THE SONG
If you are tidying up and come across an object you have had for years but have absolutely no idea what it is, or what it is used for, what do you do with it? If you are one of those people that put it back in the box because you never know when it might come in handy, then this song is dedicated to you.
While I was writing it, I was reminded of a sentence from the book Cider With Rosie by Laurie Lee. The mother was a hoarder, and the son said it wasn’t until he left home aged eighteen, before he knew what it was like to sit on a chair without having to remove a pile of newspapers from it.
