Ever feel kinda down and out, you don t know just what to do Livin all of your days in darkness let the sun shine through Ever feel that somehow, somewhere you lost your way And if you don t get a help quick you won t make it through the day Or could you call on Lady Day, could you call on John Coltrane Now cause there, they ll wash your troubles, your troubles, your troubles away
Plastic people with plastic minds are on their way to plastic homes No beginning there ain t no ending just on and on and on and on and on, it s All because they re so afraid to say that they re alone Until I hear old Rodney ridin on his saxophone Or could you call on Lady Day, could you call on John Coltrane Now cause there, they ll wash your troubles, your troubles, your troubles away
Alright Ever feel kinda down and out, you don t know just what to do Livin all of your days in darkness let the sun shine through Ever feel that somehow, somewhere you lost your way And if you don t get a help quick you won t make it through the day Or could you call on Lady Day, could you call on John Coltrane Now cause there, they ll wash your troubles, your troubles, your troubles, your troubles Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles away They ll wash your troubles away