Ever feel kinda down and out and don't know
Just what to do?
Livin' alla your days in darkness, let the sun shine through.
Ever feel that somehow, somewhere you lost your way?
And if you don't get help you won't make it through the day.
You could call on Lady Day!
You could call on John Coltrane!
They'll wash your troubles, your troubles away.
Plastic people with plastic minds on their way to plastic homes.
There's no beginning, there ain't no ending
just on and on and on and on and....
It's all because we're so afraid to say that we're alone
until our hero rides in, rides in on his saxphone.
You could call on Lady Day!
You could call on John Coltrane!
They'll wash your troubles, your troubles away.
Just what to do?
Livin' alla your days in darkness, let the sun shine through.
Ever feel that somehow, somewhere you lost your way?
And if you don't get help you won't make it through the day.
You could call on Lady Day!
You could call on John Coltrane!
They'll wash your troubles, your troubles away.
Plastic people with plastic minds on their way to plastic homes.
There's no beginning, there ain't no ending
just on and on and on and on and....
It's all because we're so afraid to say that we're alone
until our hero rides in, rides in on his saxphone.
You could call on Lady Day!
You could call on John Coltrane!
They'll wash your troubles, your troubles away.