I've got a nasty after taste like swallowing pollution It's a tough thing to face and one hell of a solution It's getting sticky 'round here like year old molasses And everybody's starin' with their x-ray glasses Oh, oh, oh, oh I gotta get outta town Too much history now Too much history My baby can't forget the time that I danced naked Out in the city park at midnight, I know we'll never make it Like a bad nightmare and it never gets better Just like the buckets of rain that make this town wetter Oh, oh, oh, oh I gotta get out There's too much history now Too much history Well I'm takin' my stuff to the city dump And I'm throwin' my life in a smoldering lump Write me off of this cast, out of this scene Here's a match baby and some kerosene It's too much *INSTRUMENTAL* There's the jobs I quit, the ones that put me out There ain't one soul here knows what I'm really about, nobody There's been heat waves, ice storms, bad aftershave And mean old men ready to dig my grave I said oh, oh, oh, oh You know I gotta get gone Too much history now Oh, oh, oh, oh Well it's time to hit the road Too much history now Too much History baby Too much It's just too much It's too, it's too much now Oh Alright I gotta get gone now It's too much *VOCALIZATION* Too much Hey hey Mmm