Jill Sobule
Jill Sobule
Jill Sobule
Jill Sobule
Jill Sobule
Jill Sobule
Jill Sobule
Jill Sobule
Jill Sobule
Jill Sobule
Jill Sobule
Jill Sobule
Jill Sobule
Jill Sobule
Jill Sobule
There's nothing I can do
And what is worse
To break the curse
There's nothing I can do...
I could wipe the smirk off the moon's face
Punch a rock its heart would break
What difference would it really make?
There's nothing I can do...
There's nothing I can do
To make this all untrue
No there's nothing
I can do...
I could sure down earth reverse its pain
Fall back on my head again
Even though I'd never win
There's nothing I can do
I could hold my breath for one whole year
Drown a hammerhead with tears
So what if I disappear?
There's nothing I can do...
There's nothing I can do
To make this all untrue
No there's nothing I can do
It will never bring back you
No, there's nothing I can do
There's nothing I can do
Nothing I can do
And what is worse to break this curse
There's nothing I can do
I could jab and kick and curse the gods
Try to smash a shooting star
Just stay in the awful bar
There's nothing I can do
There's nothing I can do
To make this all untrue
No there's nothing I can do
It'll never bring back you
No there's nothing I can do