Cell Ceiling Blues (Nothing Comes To Nothing)

Come, come back to earth we’re all concerned

Of us seen worrying (?) for you

And though their words, they jar my nerves

I know it goes by each new?? Running

Through

So nothing’s good for nothing with my baby, no

All this comes to nothing without my baby

It’s all I, all I ever know

That man where?? Do

Tongue soaked in booze,

Is filthy and older than you

The sick, sick, sickly news pulls out a sickle so shiny and slices the tongue in two

While the music sways and searches and saves

Oh, give me the young man in blue

While the music sways and searches the stairs and says,

“I’ll break your heart in two”

It’s good for nothing without my baby

Nothing ever comes to nothing with that lady

It’s all I ever do

Nothing is good for nothing with my baby

Nothing ever comes to nothing without my

Baby

All this comes to nothing without my baby

It’s all I ever do