Stop what you're doing, turn it around
It's just a number, you've lost the count
Now is the time, soon is here
Yesterday also, this is weird
Try to keep up with this god insane
Vanishing act of our sense of shame
Slow down the pace, the knockoff fate
Music by numbers, dance out of shape
Three hundred sixty degrees all the time
Three hundred sixty degrees, all mine
Three hundred sixty degrees all the time
Three hundred sixty degrees, new Earth time
Take my advice and try to cease
Check on your watch incessantly
Attempt to chime in and end your career
Apologise and make it insincere
Reject the desire however perverse
To turn back the clock of the universe
The jet lag is killer and the journey is worse
How can it be sensible to reverse?
Three hundred sixty degrees all the time
Three hundred sixty degrees, all mine
Three hundred sixty degrees all the time
Three hundred sixty degrees, new Earth time
Move out of phase, slightly out of sync
Move out of phase, slightly out of sync
Move out of phase, slightly out of sync
Move out of phase, slightly out of sync