It's always raining over the border There's been a plane crash out there In the wheat fields they're picking up the pieces We could go and look and stare How many friends have we over there? The border guards fight unconvincingly Whatever we do, it seems things are arranged We always have to feed the enemy You could dance for me and punch me through You could dance for me and punch me through You could dance for me and punch me through You could dance for me and punch me through We watched them trash the last camera A glue to all our TVs And the actors on the replay Trying again to touch you and me They always seem to know Exactly what they're talking about Because they got you in a corner You got no room to move, you got no room for now That's exactly what they're talking about Because they got you in a corner No room to move, no room for doubt