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he's a company man,your right hand
13years and counting
no detectable ambitions,a model of efficiency,
far as you can see
he knows every loophole,the art of fine print
massaging the numbers 'til they fit
and every time you ask him for another vanishing act
he half-smiles as if to say
whatever you want,
whatever you want,
whatever you want is fine by me
never a real moment together,
but she understands;you're an important man
another late night,
don't know if you're coming home or when
she's alone again
but she goes on curating your domestic museum
she disappears in her loyalty
she is a dress,wearing a face in the doorway
opening her arms out to you
whatever you want,
whatever you want,
whatever you want is fine by me
no one would dare to question you,oh no
no one would dare to stand up
but in the night she leaves the papers in a tidy pile,
evidence for her reasons
and in the night he takes the main accounts and pulls the files
detailing every treason
i am the last one you'd ever suspect
of setting the fire,of setting the fire
but as you switch on your tv tomorrow morning,
you'll hear me saying quietly
whatever you want,
whatever you want,
whatever you want is fine by me
oh whatever you say,
whatever you say,
i'll do what you ask me
i'll do what you ask me
oh whatever you say,
whatever you say,
but do you know who's listening?
whatever you say,
i know it's over
