NOTHING'S ALRIGHT
Transposition of “Everything's alright”
Jesus Christ Superstar, 1970, by Sir Tim Rice and Lord Andrew Lloyd Webber
© Paolo Bolzoni, 24 October 2022

Try not to get worried, try not to turn on to
Problems that upset you, oh
Don't you know
Nothing's alright, no, nothing's fine
And we want you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
If you try, you’ll get by, so forget all about Rishi tonight

Nothing's alright, no
Nothing's alright, no

Sleep while the Cons hurt you
Dream while they ruin you
Valium for your confused heads, oh
Then you'll feel
Nothing's alright, no, nothing's fine

And it's cool and lies are sweet
For Richi’s mates who profit of it
Close your eyes, close your eyes
And relax, forget Rishi tonight

Nothing's alright, no
Nothing's alright, no

Rishi, your mad budget, out of control
Should be used for the poor
Why are you wasting it? You could give maybe
Hope to millions or more
People who are hungry, people who are cold
Matter more than feeding the rich

Try not to get worried, try not to turn on to
Problems that upset you, oh
Don't you know
Nothing's alright, no, nothing's fine
And we want you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
If you try, you’ll get by, so forget all about Rishi tonight

Nothing's alright, no
Nothing's alright, no

Surely you're not saying we have the resources
To give a decent life to the poor?
They will be always, pathetically struggling to feed their kids
Look at what the Cons have done
Think while you still have time!
Move before it’s too late!
Britain’ll be lost, and you'll be sorry when we’ll kick you out

Sleep while the Cons hurt you
Dream while Brexit ruins you
Valium for your confused heads, oh
Then you'll feel
Nothing's alright, no, nothing's fine

And it's cool and jobs are gone
With the pound down the sink
Close your eyes, close your eyes
And relax, forget Rishi tonight

Close your eyes, close your eyes and relax, nothing's alright, no!