Too Much, Too Little, Too Late - Jellyfish

Say goodnight

Your song is through

Faint refrain

We hardly knew

Comes crashing against the drunken waters

Of this wake, when I hesitate

Because all I can say

Is too much or too little too late

Farewell

You fool

Spare me the punchline please

I learned it well at Sunday school

Way back when all you loved was the greasepaint

Not the collection plate, so much for the funny face

Because all I can say

Is too much or too little too late

Remember when murder was only killing time?

(La, la, la)

And an axe to grind was a bitter gulp of strychnine

(To grind, to grind)

What happened to the Musketeers of Chesterfields?

(Chesterfields, ooh)

Tobacco swords behind smokey shields

(Smokey shields, smokey shields)

Say goodnight (Goodnight), old song (So long)

You’re through (Set the needle back and hum a new tune)

Faint refrain (Refrain), and make room (So soon)

For new (Until the hook can pull the bridge into view)

But spare me the vague and not-so-clever couplets

The ones I would’ve loved when I was you

'Cause, now all I can say

Is too much or too little

And all I can feel

Feels like the heaviest weight

'Cause, all I can say

Is too much or too little too late