Well, too much of nothing
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Can make a man fell ill at ease
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One man's temper might start to rise
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And another man's might freeze
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And there's a day of long confession
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We cannot mock the soul
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But when there's too much of nothing
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No one has control.
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Chorus
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Say hello to Valerie
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Say hello to Marian
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Send them all my salary
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On the waters of oblivion.
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Well, too much of nothing
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Can make a man abuse his king
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Well, he can walk down streets and boast like most
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But it don't mean a thing
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It's all been done before
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It's all been written in the book
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But when there's too much of nothing
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Nobody should look.
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Well, too much of nothing
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Can turn a man into a liar
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It can cause some man to sleep on nails
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And another one to eat fire
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Well, everybody's doin' somethin'
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I saw 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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Too Much Of Nothing
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Sandy Denny |