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