闪光舞独家制作

he's a company man, your right hand
13 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.
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
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
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.
oh 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. ohhh.....