Nothing - Priscilla Lopez

Written by：Edward Kleban/Marvin Hamlisch

Producer：Goddard Lieberson

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 the first day acting class

And we're in the auditorium and the teacher

Mr Karp

Anyway he puts us up on the stage with

Our legs around everybody

One in back of the other and he says

Okay we're going to do improvisations

Now you're on a bobsled it's snowing out

And it's cold OK go

Ev'ry day 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 rush hear the wind rush

Feel the chill

And 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's goin' whooooosh whooooosh

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 nothing

Except the feeling

That this bullsh*t 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

The 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 soul

Came up to the top of my head

And the 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