Too Many People

I sometimes think that I'm too many people

Too many people, too many people

I sometimes think that I'm too many people

Too many people, too many people at onceThe husband or the hedonist

The businessman or the communist

The artist or the showbiz creep

The lover or the nervous geek

The question of identity is one that's always haunted me

Whoever I decide to be depends on who is with meI sometimes think that I'm too many people

Too many people, too many people

I sometimes think that I'm too many people

Too many people, too many people at onceThe tactless twit putting his foot in it

Or the sensitive soul who's a role model

The urban jet setter, never at home

Or the country recluse, just leave me alone

Extrovert or introvert, love is kind, and love hurts

Rebellion or conformity, what is my identity?I sometimes think that I'm too many people

Too many people, too many people

I sometimes think that I'm too many people

Too many people, too many people at onceThe intellectual and bon viveur

Or the naive simpleton, so immature

A devoted son and family man

Or the wicked uncle who doesn't give a damn

How often these have tempted me?

The question of identity, depends on what I'm meant to beI sometimes think that I'm too many people

Too many people, too many people

I sometimes think that I'm too many people

Too many people, too many people at onceI sometimes think that I'm too many people

Too many people, too many people

I sometimes think that I'm too many people

Too many people, too many people at once

Songwriters

TENNANT, NEIL / LOWE, CHRISTOPHERPublished by

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