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