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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeToo Much of Nothing
Now, too much of nothingCan make a man feel ill at ease.One man's temper might riseWhile another man's temper might freeze.In the day of confessionWe cannot mock a soul.Oh, when there's too much of nothing,No one has control.Say hello to ValerieSay hello to VivianSend them all my salaryOn the waters of oblivionToo much of nothingCan make a man abuse a king.He can walk the streets and boast like mostBut 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 ValerieSay hello to VivianSend them all my salaryOn the waters of oblivionToo much of nothingCan turn a man into a liar,It can cause one man to sleep on nailsAnd 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 ValerieSay hello to VivianSend them all my salaryOn the waters of oblivion
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