Too much of nothing
Can make a man ill at ease
One man's temper might rise
While another man's temper might freeze
In the day of confession
We cannot mock a soul
Oh, when there's too much of nothing
No one has control
Say hello to Valerie
Say hello to Vivian
Give them all my salary
On the waters of oblivion
Too much of nothing
Can make a man ill at ease
One man's temper might rise
While another man's temper might freeze
In the day of confession
We cannot mock a soul
Oh, when there's too much of nothing
No one has control
Say hello to Valerie
Say hello to Vivian
Give them all my salary
On the waters of oblivion