Too Much Food
Jason Mraz Lyrics


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You can say that I'm one curly fry
In the box of the regular
Messing with the flavor
Oh, the flavor that you savor

Saving me for last
But you better not eat me at all
Living in a fast food bag
Making friends with the ketchup and salt

People say that I'm crazy
For not moving on to better things
Instead I'm sitting around trash
Talking with the onion rings

But it's much too soon
To leave this easy life
Pass me the spoon
Pass the analytical knife

'Cause you're about to get cut and get cut down
It's all about the wordplay
All about the sound in the tone of my voice
You gotta let me make my choice alone before my food gets cold

Better shut up or get shot down
It's all about the know how all just a matter of taste
Stop telling me the way I gotta play now
Too much food on my plate

Well believe it or not I super sized
My sights on the surprise in the cereal box
My stomachs smaller than my eyes
So I went to see the doctor

And he said
"Turn your head and then cough"
I didn't listen to what he said
Instead I couldn't wait to get off

He said, I can have this
But I can't have that
That I should keep wishing
I was living the life of a cat because

I ain't the one
Whose gonna be missing the feast
Just like you ain't the one
Who seems to be calming the beast

Now you're about to get cut and get cut down
It's all about the wordplay
All about the sound in the tone of my voice
You gotta let me make my choice alone before my food gets cold

You better shut up or get shot down
It's all about the know how all just a matter of taste
Stop telling me the way I gotta play
You put too much food on my plate

Well, if you are what you eat in my case
I'll be sweet so come
And get some, I'm so over it

You're about to get cut and get cut down
It's all about the know how all just a matter of taste
Stop telling me the way I gotta play
You put too much food on my plate

Come on, get up to get get it and get down
Get up to get get it and get down
Get up to get get it enough and come up
Get up, get up, get up, come on

Get up to get get it and get some
Get up to get get it and get some
Get up to get get it and get some
There's too much food on my plate, come on





Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, come on, come on, come on

Overall Meaning

The song "Too Much Food" by Jason Mraz is a satirical take on society's obsession with consumerism and overindulgence. Mraz uses food as a metaphor for the excess and overabundance in our lives, urging listeners to take control of their own choices and not be swayed by others' opinions. In the first verse, Mraz likens himself to a curly fry, different from the regular fries in the box, and warns against being consumed by others. He speaks of living in a fast food bag, surrounded by other condiments and people who tell him he should be doing more with his life, but he resists this pressure and makes his own choices.


Mraz challenges the notion of always wanting more, whether it's in the form of food or material possessions, and questions why we can't be satisfied with what we have. He refers to the doctor telling him what he can and cannot eat, making a sarcastic reference to wishing he were a cat living a life of leisure. He emphasizes the need to appreciate what we have and not be consumed by the desire for more, urging listeners to find balance in their lives.


Overall, "Too Much Food" is a clever commentary on society's excess and the need to make our own choices and find balance in our lives.


Line by Line Meaning

You can say that I'm one curly fry in the box of the regular
I am unique and different from everyone else.


Messing with the flavor oh the flavor that you savor
I am changing things up and defying expectations.


Saving me for last but you better not eat me at all
I am valuable and should not be taken for granted or consumed carelessly.


Living in a fast food bag making friends with the ketchup and salt
I am surrounded by and accustomed to a fast-paced, easily accessible lifestyle.


People say that I'm crazy for not moving on to better things
Critics judge me for not pursuing a more conventional path or status.


Instead I'm sitting around trash talking with the onion rings
I am content to hang out with others who, like me, have not 'moved on' and are perceived as low-status.


But it's much too soon to leave this easy life
I am not ready or willing to give up the simplicity and familiarity of my current lifestyle.


Pass me the spoon. Pass the analytical knife
I am ready to examine and critique my current situation and way of life.


Cause your about to get cut and get cut down
I will not tolerate anyone who tries to control or pressure me into living a different way.


It's all about the wordplay all about the sound in the tone of my voice
I am using language and tone to assert my individualism and independence.


You gotta let me make my choice alone before my food gets cold
I demand autonomy to make my own decisions and live my life on my own terms.


Better shut up or get shot down. It's all about the know how all just a matter of taste
If you try to interfere with my choices or criticise my lifestyle, you will feel the consequences. Everyone's preferences and priorities are unique and valid.


Stop telling me the way I gotta play. Too much food on my plate.
I am overwhelmed and tired of others' expectations and demands on my life.


Believe it or not I super sized my sights on the surprise in the cereal box
I have grand ambitions and aspirations, even if they seem unrealistic or impractical to others.


My stomachs smaller than my eyes so I went to see the doctor and he said 'turn your head and then cough'
I have trouble controlling my desires and impulses, and need help to stay healthy and mindful.


I didn't listen to what he said instead I couldn't wait to get off
I am impulsive and prioritize immediate gratification over long-term wellbeing.


He said I can have this but I can't have that. That I should keep wishing I was living the life of a cat because
I am restricted and advised to be more responsible and realistic in my choices and expectations.


I ain't the one whose gonna be missing the feast
I refuse to accept limitations or lack of abundance in my life.


Just like you ain't the one who seems to be calming the beast
Others cannot control or suppress my desires and passions.


Well if you are what you eat in my case I'll be sweet so come and get some
I am proud of my identity and will welcome others to share in my vision and lifestyle.


I'm so over it.
I have had enough of others' expectations and criticisms, and will continue to live my life on my own terms.




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Written by: BERNIE WEINMAN, LEE ROSENBERG

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