Intro
F
C A# F
Too much of nothing can make a man ill at ease.
C
One man's temper rises
A# F
where another man's temper might freeze.
C Db
Now it's the day of confessions
D D#
and we cannot mock the soul.
E F
Oh when there's too much of nothing
F# Gsus4 G
no one has control.
A#
Say hello to Valery,
F
say hello to Vivian.
A#
Give her all my salary
Ab C D# A# F
on the waters of oblivion.
C A# F
Well too much of nothing can cause a man to weep.
C
He can walk the streets and like most and boast,
A# F
but would he like to keep?
C Db
But it's all been done before,
D D#
it's all been written in the book.
E F
And when there's too much of nothing
F# Gsus4 G
nobody should look.
A#
Say hello to Valery,
F
say hello to Vivian.
A#
Give her all my salary
Ab C D# A# F
on the waters of oblivion.
C
Now too much of nothing
A# F
can make a man a liar.
C
It can cause some men to sleep on nails,
A# F
it can cause others to eat fire.
C Db
Everybody's doing something,
D D#
I heard it in a dream.
E F
But when there's too much of nothing
F# Gsus4 G
it just makes a fellow mean.
A#
Say hello to Valery,
F
say hello to Vivian.
A#
Give her all my salary
Ab C D# A# F
on the waters of oblivion.