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?