(Bob Dylan)

Too much of nothin' 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 long confessions, we can not mock a soul

When there's too much of nothin', no one has control.



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Say hello to Valerie, say hello to Marion,

Send them all my salary, on the waters of oblivion.



Too much of nothin' can make a man abuse a king

He can walk the streets and boast like most but he don't know a thing.

It's all been done before, it's all been written in the book.

But when it's too much of nothin', nobody should look.



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Too much of nothin' can turn a man into a liar

It can cause some man to sleep on nails, another man to eat fire.

Everybody's doin' somethin', I heard it in a dream

But when it's too much of nothin', it just makes a fella mean.



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