He's a company man, your right hand
Thirteen years and counting
No detectable ambition
A model of efficiency
Far as you can see
He knows every loophole
The art of fine print
Massages 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
Oh
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
Oh
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
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 want
Whatever you want
Whatever you want is fine by me

Oh, whatever you say
Oh, whatever you say
I'll do what you ask me
I'll do what you ask me
Whatever you say
Oh, whatever you say
But do you know who's listening?
Oh, whatever you say
Oh, whatever you say
You know it's over