Chorus Line Nothing Lyrics

Nothing Lyrics

I'm so excited because I'm gonna go to the High School of Performing

 Arts, I mean I was dying to be a serious actress.

 Anyway, it's our first day acting class and we're in the auditorium and

 The teacher, Mr. Karp, puts us upon the stage with

 Our legs around everybody, one in back of the other, and he says:

 "Okay, we're gonna do improvisations...Now, you're on a

 Bobsled and it's snowing out and it's cold... Okay, go!"Ev'ryday for a week we
would try to feel the motion,Feel the motion down the hill.Ev'ry day for a week
we would try to hear the wind rushHear the wind rush, feel the chillAnd I dug
right down to the bottom of my soul To see what I had inside.Yes, I dug right
down to the bottom of my soul And I tried, I tried!And everybody goin'
"Woosh... woosh ... I feel the snow, I feel the

 Cold,I feel the air..." And Mr. Karp turns to me and he says: "Okay,

 Morales, what did you feel?"And I said... "Nothing, I'm feeling nothing,"And
he says "Nothing could get a girl transferred."They all felt something, but I
felt nothingExcept the feelin' that this bullshit was absurd!But I said to
myself, "Hey, it's only the first week. Maybe it's

 Genetic, They don't have bobsleds in San Juan!"Second week, more advanced, And
we had to be a table, Be a sportscar,

 Ice-cream cone.Mister Karp, he would say, "Very good, except Morales.Try,
Morales, all alone."And I dug right down to the bottom of my soul To see how an
ice cream

 Felt... Yes, I dug right down to the bottom of my soul

 And I tried to melt!The kids yelled, "Nothing!" They called me "Nothing"And
Karp allowed it, which really makes me burn.They were so helpful, they called
me "Hopeless",Until I really didn't know where else to turn.And Karp kept
saying, "Morales, I think you should transfer to Girl's

 High, You'll never be an actress, Never!" Jesus Christ!Went to church,
praying, Santa Maria, Send me guidance,Send me guidance on my knees.Went to
church praying, Santa Maria, Help me feel it,Help me feel it pretty please.And
a voice from down at the bottom of my soulCame up to the top of my headAnd a
voice from down at the bottom of my soul, Here is what it said:This man is
nothing! This course is nothing!If you want something go find another class.And
when you find one You'll be an actress.And I assure you that's what fin'lly came
to pass.Six months later I heard that Karp had died.And I dug right down to the
bottom of my soul And cried...'Cause I felt nothing.