Carla Ulbrich: Professional Smart Aleck

 
 

Her Fabulous Debut

Nothing To Say

03:30
Carla Ulbrich
1999-11-10
Carla Ulbrich

Story

This was written on assignment at the Swannanoa Gathering, only I was supposed to write about something else entirely...

Lyrics

I sat and listened to each story
Deep profound evocatory
And then it was my turn
I took my lyric sheet outside to burn 'cause I had nothing to say

Nothing nothing nothing nothing Nothing to say
Nothing nothing nothing nothing Nothing to say
At home I was a poet
I treasured every line
Now that I am singing I wish this song wasn't mine 'cause I have nothing to say

I consulted all the rules books
My structure was intact
I used my dictionary my rhymes were all exact
I had written something clever
I had written something smart
But everyone before me had just broken every single heart
I had nothing to say

Nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing to say
Nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing to say
At home I was hilarious
I laughed at every page
Now I think it's funnier that I'm standing on an stage
'Cause I have nothing to say

So I tried to be more serious and get outside my head
But everything worth saying has already been said
My playing is not bursting with originality
I am not the first guitar player to play C G and D
I must have nothing to say

Nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing to say
Nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing to say
At home I was Segovia with masterful technique
Seemed like such a great idea when I played it for my Dad last week
Now I have nothing to say

I do not save the planet not even just one tree
I don't stop abuse of children or even those abusing me
My songs won't work in churches not even at a peace rally
I must have nothing to say

Nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing to say
Nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing to say
At home I was a genius
Now my songs all sound the same
When they introduce me I wish they'd use a different name
'Cause I have nothing to say

Nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing to say
Nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing to say
Three chords and an easy rhythm doesn't take much style or wit
I ought to go to Nashville I think I finally have a hit
'Cause I have nothing to say