Too much of nothing can make a man feel ill at ease
One man's temper might rise, while the other man's temper might freeze
In the days of long confessions, we can not mock a soul
When there's too much of nothing, no one has control

Say hello to Valerie, say hello to Marion
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 don't know a thing
It's all been done before, it's all been written in the book
But when it's too much of nothing, nobody should look

Say hello to Valerie, say hello to Marion
Send them all my salary, on the waters of oblivion

Too much of nothing can turn a man into a liar
It can cause some man to sleep on nails, another man to eat fire
Everybody's doing something, I heard it in a dream
But when it's too much of nothing, it just makes a fella mean

Say hello to Valerie, say hello to Marion
Send them all my salary, on the waters of oblivion