Too Much Water

  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, we got to hang together
  We got to hang together, or hang separately

  Maybe we got time to burn
  I got a yen to hear myself talk
  But I don't want to make that kind of history
  Put your hand on the rock
  And maybe you've got nothing left to learn
  You put me in a state of shock
  But do you want to make that kind of history
  Put your hand on the rock
  And let it all run out
  You know why we got to hang together

  Number one ain't always number one
  Instant karma's always coming back
  And I don't want to make that kind of history
  Put your hand on the rock
  Tell ya mamma nature's on the run
  Bad karma's running in the back
  But do we want to make that kind of history
  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
  Put your hand on the rock
  And let it all run out
  You know why we got to hang together