Ever feel kinda of down and out and don't know just what to do? 

Livin' all of days in darkness, let the sun shine through 

Ever fell 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 saxophone 

You could call on Lady Day! 

You could call on John Coltrane! 

They'll wash your troubles, your troubles away