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?