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