Written by bob dylan



Nothing was delivered

And i tell this truth to you

Not out of spite or anger

But, simply because it's true

Now you must provide some answers

For what you sell has not been received

And the sooner you come up with them

The sooner you can leave



Nothing is better, nothing is best

Take care of your health and get plenty of rest



Nothing was delivered just what you had in mind

When you made everybody pay

Now i hope you won't object to this

Giving back all of what you owe

And the sooner you come up with them

The sooner you can leave



Nothing is better, nothing is best

Take care of your health and get plenty of rest



Nothing was delivered

But i can't say i sympathise

With what your fate is going to be

Yes, for telling all those lies

No, nothing was delivered

Yes, and someone must explain

That as long as it takes to do this

Then that's how long you'll remain



Nothing is better, nothing is best

Take care of your health and get plenty of rest