Nothing - Robyn Hitchcock

Some people say that it’s gotta be sad

And some people say «No, it must be mad!»

But I know either it’s bad, or it ain’t nothin'

Some people say that black is right

And some insist that you gotta be white

But I know it can last all night or it ain’t nothin'

Some people can’t tell right from wrong

And some people say it goes on too long

And some can’t tell Stork from butter, but it ain’t nothin'

Nothing

Not a flash or a ripple

Left to prove

You were here

But then you move

I don’t care if my hair turns grey

Or if the stars should fade away

'Cause they’ll fade back again someday or it ain’t nothin'

Some people say that the postman rang

And some people say that a killer should hang

And some people reach for another meringue but it’s still nothin'

No, not a flash or a ripple

Left to prove

You were here

But then you move

Some people say that it’s gotta be sad

And some people say «No, it must be bad!»

But I know either it’s mad or it ain’t nothin'