Lyrics

[Chorus] Behind the airport mirror Masturbating border guards With their automats and their aphrodisiacs And their Nobel Peace Prizes for only doing their job Commended by our favorite and least favorite presidents [Verse 1] I don't know when I'll see you When or where they'll let me go I can't say if I'll be allowed To sit down on the cold steel table And so I'll stand for hours in the airport [Chorus] Behind the airport mirror Masturbating border guards With their automats and their aphrodisiacs How we fell completely in the parks of Montreal I can hear the smoke machine every time the agent comes or goes