Bob Dylan
Too Much of Nothing
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 law and confession
You cannot mock the soul
But when it'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 anything
It's all been done before
It's all been written in a book
But when there's too much of nothing
Nobody should look
Say hello to Valerie say hеllo to Marion
Send them all my salary on the watеrs of oblivion
Too much of nothing can turn a man into a liar
It can cause some men to sleep on nails
The other man to eat fire
Everybody's doing something but it's in a dream
But when it's too much of nothing makes a fellow mean
Say hello to Valerie say hello to Marion
Send them all my salary on the waters of oblivion