Lyrics:

Dylan

Too much of nothing can make a man ill at ease
One man's temper rises while another man's temper might freeze
Now 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 her all my salary on the waters of oblivion.

Well, now too much of nothing can cause a man to weep
He can walk the streets and like most and boast of what he'd like to keep
But it's all been done before, it's all been written in the book
And where there's too much of nothing, nobody should look.

Say hello to Valerie, say hello to Vivian
Give her all my salary on the waters of oblivion.

Now too much of nothing can make a man a liar
It can cause some man to sleep on nails, it can cause others to eat fire
Everybody's doin' somethin', I heard it in a dream
But when there's too much of nothing, it just makes a fella mean.

Say hello to Valerie, say hello to Vivian
Give her all my salary on the waters of oblivion.