Intro
E
B A E
Too much of nothing can make a man ill at ease.
B
One man's temper rises
A E
where another man's temper might freeze.
B C
Now it's the day of confessions
C# D
and we cannot mock the soul.
D# E
Oh when there's too much of nothing
F F#sus4 F#
no one has control.
A
Say hello to Valery,
E
say hello to Vivian.
A
Give her all my salary
G B D A E
on the waters of oblivion.
B A E
Well too much of nothing can cause a man to weep.
B
He can walk the streets and like most and boast,
A E
but would he like to keep?
B C
But it's all been done before,
C# D
it's all been written in the book.
D# E
And when there's too much of nothing
F F#sus4 F#
nobody should look.
A
Say hello to Valery,
E
say hello to Vivian.
A
Give her all my salary
G B D A E
on the waters of oblivion.
B
Now too much of nothing
A E
can make a man a liar.
B
It can cause some men to sleep on nails,
A E
it can cause others to eat fire.
B C
Everybody's doing something,
C# D
I heard it in a dream.
D# E
But when there's too much of nothing
F F#sus4 F#
it just makes a fellow mean.
A
Say hello to Valery,
E
say hello to Vivian.
A
Give her all my salary
G B D A E
on the waters of oblivion.