Текст песни Too Much Too Soon - Vince Jones

Young ones are playing the game
Clawing their way for fame
Too much too soon and too little too often
No one really to blame

Words that you just cannot use
Fruit that nobody can eat
Places we don't go to, doors that you can't go through
What have they done to this place?

Fashion reflecting the time
Everyone standing in line
Black is the image, what happened to color?
Where do we go from here?

Life was so simple back then
Feel of the new tasted good
How could we know what the future would show?
Nobody really to blame