Too much of nothing

Can make a man 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

Give them all my salary

On the waters of oblivion When there's too much of nothing

It can 'cause a man to weep

He can walk the streets and boast like

Of what it's like to keep

But it's all been done before

It's all written in the book

And where there's too much of nothing

Nobody should look Say hello to Valerie

Say hello to Vivian

Give them all my salary

On the waters of oblivion And too much of nothing

Can make a man a liar

It can 'cause one man to sleep on nails

It can 'cause others to eat fire

Everybody'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

Give them all my salary

On the waters of oblivion