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