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 stareHow 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 enemyYou could dance for me and punch me through
(Dance for me)
You could dance for me and punch me through
(Dance for me)You could dance for me and punch me through
(Dance for me)
You could dance for me and punch me through
(Dance for me)We watched them trash the last camera
Glued to all our TV's
Well the actors on the replay
Trying again to touch you and meBut they always seem to know
Exactly what they're talking about
Because they've got you in a corner
You've got no room to move
You've got no room for doubtThat's exactly what they're talking about
Because they've got you in a corner
No room to move, no room for doubt