Nothing Comes To Nothing

Won't you come, come back to Earth?
Say all concerned
You know how they're worried for you
And all their words, they jar my nerves I know
Each cursed by each and kisses run through

Nothing comes to nothing without my baby
Nothing ever comes to nothing without my baby

That's Amwellian do, tongue soaked in booze
Says: He's filthy and much older than you
And the sea sick muse
The sickly new pulls out the sickle so shiny cuts the tongue in two

And the music sways, it forays and searches and says
Give me all the young and the blue
And the music sways, it forays and surges and says
I'll break your heart in two

Nothing comes to nothing without my baby
Nothing ever comes to nothing with my baby
All I ever do

Where's the happy Prince?
Well, where's the smilling Bride?
He's right beside you oh

Nothing ever comes to nothing without my baby ah no
Nothing is ever good for nothing with that lady