| Lyrics: | Now, too 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.
Oh, when 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.
Now, it'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 |
