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