going down again
here with my briefcase
i become a modern caveman
to get my own place in the sun
i hope it´s not gonna last forever

just a while, to get to greener pastures
got caught in the flow of life
i´m not giving up the fight
five days a week i´m in my cell
from the tube to the cube
to the underground
under neon skies
here i am, i´m going down the ramp all alone
like a human mole
digging down a well lit tunnel
sure to find my way home
no matter what you do or say
i´m dreaming of running away
escaping from this cold blue lighting
and flying away
from the tube to the cube
to the underground
under neon skies