Just another day on the circle line, losing myself as I follow signs,

Beneath the surface underground I keep my feelings deep inside.


Just another face in another crowd, taking my place without a sound,

I follow strangers blindly through toward the so familiar doors.


Just another day, just another day, another day.


I always depart but I never arrive, never a moment passes by when I feel I'm not treading water in a sea of drifting souls.


No way out, there's no escape, running blind and running scared

and the cctv cameras track my movements in the maze,


9 to 5's the only time I try to kid myself that I'm still alive,

that I'm living out the dream to earn my freedom from this rat race where all I do's survive, I live the lie, I serve my time.


On the circle line. 


Round and round and round and round and round and round I go!


9 to 5's the only time I try to kid myself that I'm still alive,

that I'm living out the dream to earn my freedom from this rat race where all I do's survive, I live the lie, I serve my time.


Just another day, just another day, just another day,

Just another day, just another day, just another day on the circle line.


Navigator, need a navigator, a navigator, need a navigator.


I'm going down, I'm going down on the circle line,


The piper calls you forward with an ancient tune,

And you follow down empty corridors,

To take you on a journey to another world,

To take you on a journey to the stars