Too many boxes

by @yam655


Liner Notes

This is a little #improvised #acapella I wrote while doing moving/cleaning stuff at lunch time. Lyrics are computer-transcribed so may be a bit off in places.


Why do I have all this stuff? It's really a big old mess. Why do I have all the stuff? It's a mess I must confess because I thought I needed some boxes because I would eventually move I thought I'd need some boxes so boxes I crude but one box soon turn to one tea and now I can hardly see there's too too many boxes for my stuff that I see. I have some stuff Yes, that is true and accumulation does lots of things to you, but I have too many boxes. One box does a good job is true and when you move you need more than two but I don't know how I can do with so many boxes. I want it just a box so I could move my stuff. But this is too many. I'm surrounded by this crowd loved one back soon turns to 20 and now it's surrounding me me me mee I have too many way too many boxes. So when I move I think I will throw away the empties don't need all that stuff forever following me. And when I can pack there won't be boxes to see. I'll clean up throw them away. Just watch me and one back soon turns to 20 and soons or rounds last me I have way too many way too many boxes.


when I move, i can see me having this very real problem, too.
I like when boxes are nice and new, crisp, well-made, sturdy...i keep them for no real reason...don't even have anything to put in them. but i keep them anyway.
so...maybe i already have this problem!
I love how you were able to just pump out some lyrics in the moment like this.
Reminds me that I haven't moved since 1991.
Yeah, you're not really aware of how much stuff is lying around until you have to move.
And then you gotta get rid of all those boxes after you've moved, too.
This is a really catchy tune here.
A nice little meditation on an aspect of modern life that I think often goes unexamined.
In the vein of "whistle while you work" I hear. I used to do this very thing during my bachelor days. Saturdays was usually clean apartment day, so I'd just sing to myself; making up things as I tidied up the place. Neighbors didn't always like it (wasn't that great of a singer in their minds/ears) but I enjoyed myself greatly!
Ha, this song could be my wife's lament if she were writing a song about/for me. Nice job; I can definitely relate! 😄