Текст песни
Every day for a week we would try to
Feel the motion, feel the motion
Down the hillEvery day for a week we would try to
Hear the wind rush, hear the wind rush
Feel the chillAnd 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 triedAnd everybody is going whoosh, whoosh
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 nonsense was absurdBut 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 sports car
Ice cream coneMr. Karp, he would say
"Very good, except
Morales try
Morales, all alone"So 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 meltThe kids yelled,"Nothing"
They called me,"Nothing"
And Karp allowed it
Which really makes me burnThey were so helpful
They called me hopeless
Until I really didn't know
Where else to turnAnd Karp kept saying
"Morales, I think you should transfer to Girls High
You'll never be an actress, never"
Jesus ChristWent to church, praying
"Santa Maria, send me guidance
Send me guidance" On my kneesWent 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 saidThis man is nothing
This course is nothing
If you want something
Go find a better classAnd when you find one
You'll be an actress
And I assure you that's what
Finally came to passSix months later I heard that Karp had died
And I dug right down to the bottom of my soul
And cried 'cause I felt nothingI
mean I didn't want him to die or anything
But