Jam, jam, jam, since you wanna get up and
Face the problems that we see, then maybe somehow we can work it out
I asked my neighbor for a favor, she said, "Later"
What has come of all the people? Have we lost love of what it's about?
I have to find my peace 'cause no one seems to let me be
False prophets, cry of doom, what are the possibilities?
I told my brother there'll be problems, times and tears for fears
We must live each day like it's the last
Go with it, go with it
Jam
It ain't too much, it ain't too a-much for me to
Jam
It ain't, it ain't too much stuff (jam)
It ain't, don't you, it ain't too a-much for me
The world keeps changing, rearranging, minds and thoughts, predictions
Fly of doom, the baby boom has come of age, we'll work it out
I'm conditioned by the system, don't you talk to me, don't scream and shout"
She prays to God, to Buddha, then she sings a Talmud song
Confusions contradict the self, do we know right from wrong?
I just want you to recognize me in the temple
You can't hurt me, I found peace within myself
Go with it, go with it
Jam
It ain't, it ain't too much stuff (jam)
It ain't too much, it ain't too a-much for me to