The herd marches in to work   In black and white uniform   Dressed for their funeral   Nine to five viewing and burial      The CEO's wrangle 'em in   Through revolving doors   They brand on corporate logos   And remove their souls      Woah, ya do what you're told   Woah, woah, ya what you're told   Do what you're told      At the tallest buildings on the block   On one way streets the tickers tock   Another suit is lost   One more head on the chopping block      Woah, ya do what you're told   Woah, woah, ya do what you're told, yeah      There must be more to this life   We must be worth more than our work   Who you are your job won't define   Another victim of the daily grind   Another victim of the daily grind      Woah, you do what you're told   Woah, woah, do what you're told   Let's go      Woah, woah, ya do what you're told   Woah, woah, ya do what you're told   Woah, woah, ya do what you're told   Do what you're told