Nowtoo much of nothing
Can make a man feel ill at ease.
One man s temper might rise
While another man s temper might freeze.
In the day of confession
We cannot mock a soul.
Ohwhen there s too much of nothing
No one has control.
Say hello to Valerie
Say hello to Vivian
Send them all my salary
On the waters of oblivion
Too much of nothing
Can make a man abuse a king.
He can walk the streets and boast like most
But he wouldn t know a thing.
Nowit s all been done before
It s all been written in the book
But when there s too much of nothing
Nobody should look.
Say hello to Valerie
Say hello to Vivian
Send them all my salary
On the waters of oblivion
Too much of nothing
Can turn a man into a liar
It can cause one man to sleep on nails
And another man to eat fire.
Ev rybody s doin somethin
I heard it in a dream
But when there s too much of nothing
It just makes a fella mean.
Say hello to Valerie
Say hello to Vivian
Send them all my salary
On the waters of oblivion

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