This ominous song deals with the hypocrisy at the US Immigration Department and the unsavory Gestapo tactics they use on illegal immigrants...the bureaucrat is willing to look the other way if this illegal is willing to name names...but is threatened with deportation...along with his family...if he doesnt cooperate... Please have a seat. Im sorry Im late I know how long youve had to wait I did not forget your documents No time to waste, why not begin? Heres how it works, Ive got these faces You give them names and I wont deport you Make sure you face my tape recorder Make no mistake, this fountain pen Could put you on a plane by ten And by the way, your next of kin I know which house shes hiding in So now that you know whose skin youre saving In this photograph, whos this one waving? I think you know, so speak up, amigo It says here that by trade you were a fisherman Well Ill bet you Indians can really reel them in And if you get the chance You should try to get up to Lake Michigan Well maybe, but then again.... Where were we then? Is he your friend? Well I recommend that you look again Where does he stay? What is his name? There is no shame. Hed do the same So what do you say? I dont have all day Its up to you. Which will it be good citizen or poor campesino? (peasant) My dad used to rent us this place in Ontario He showed us how to cast the line and tie the flies He used to say that God rewards us for letting the small ones go Well maybe, but I dont know Anyway, its easy to bite. You just take the bait You cant fight the hook Hurts less if you dont try to dive Senor, as you know I was a fisherman And how full the nets came in We hauled them up by hand But when we fled, I left them just out past the coral reefs Theyre waiting there for me Running deep youtube/watch?v=-MV6EDdpBu0
Posted on: Wed, 24 Sep 2014 23:24:35 +0000
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