The scene is set, everybody's in place Two chairs filled for every five gone to waste Pantsuit girl gives me a nasty gaze She says play that on your own time Walk to the bandstand blow my horn Nobody knows what we're really here for Let's take it out hard till they show us the door It's us against them tonight
Play the changes Make the changes Hear the changes Take it out hard till they show us the door
A girl with a nose ring said to me She said where's the joy in your delivery I said maybe there's not supposed to be Any real joy at all here She sat there with that plaster smile As we sit jiving but in a little while Holding her hair she joined the single file And walked on down the hall
Play the changes Make the changes Hear the changes Us against them tonight
The owner says he thinks we need some work Got a place for you, got some roadwork Laying asphalt on the interstate Nobody cares and why should they A white girl in a dashiki says you're all the rage My friends and I think you're quite the sage Wear a kofu and a finger guage To see which way the wind blows today
Play the changes Make the changes Hear the changes To see which way the wind blows today
Old friend dave with the silver spoon Says why don't you play those good old tunes Give it up now you could fill the room I say there's nothing like a good trane tune Changes These things called changes Where do we go from here?