Well Im a working stiff, 9 to 5
Cubicle, coat and tie
I do my job, It seems to all
Im a regular stand up guy
But I've got a secret that I
keep where it cant be found
I dance around in my backyard
whenever the moon is round
I cannot talk openly
about my spiritual road
When I talk to my circle mates
We use a secret code
I sit in my cube, call one up,
let the telephone ring
I hear her voice, I say "tonight's the night, Come on
Lets do the round thing
And we'll go round and round and round and round
Calling out our Lady's name
And invoking the God with that chanting sound
Leaping the sacred flame
We'll power up, We'll raise the cone
Till the spirits join and sing
Come on......Lets do the round thing
Come on......Lets do the round thing
Well Im off of work, on the road
and the daily interstate dance
Im burnt and tired, sick of the grind
with coffee stains on my pants.
But I look, up in the sky
and find Im smiling
The rising Moon seems to call Come on
Lets do the round thing
Pulling in at home, Thank the Gods
There are others here before me
The circle's swept, the torches lit
By my chosen family
The Risen moon Shining down
paints silver every thing
So we join hands in magic work, Come on-
Lets do the round thing