The hearse marches into work, in black and white uniform
Dressed for that funeral, not a fly viewing his burial
Yeah see those reclaiming, through revolving doors
They prey on corporate locals, and remove their souls

Whoa-oh you do what you’re told.
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh you do what you’re told, do what you’re told

In the tallest buildings on the block, on one way streets the tickers tock
Another suit is lost, one more head on the chopping block

Whoa-oh you do what you’re told.
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh you do what you’re told, do what you’re told
Yeah

There must be more to this life? We must be worth more than our work
Who you want your job will define, another victim of a daily crime
Another victim of a daily crime

Whoa-oh, you do what you’re told.
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, you do what you’re told, let's go
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, you do what you’re told
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, you do what you’re told
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh you do what you’re told
Do what you’re told