There I was at the immigration sceneshining and feeling cleanCould it be a sin?I got stopped by the immigration manhe said he doesn't know if he can let me in Let me in, immigration man,Can I cross the line and prayI can stay another day?Let me in, immigration manI won't toe your line todayI can't see it anyway. Hey heyThere he was with his immigration facegiving me a paper chasebut the sun was coming'Cause all at once he looked into my space,and stamped a number over my face,and it sent me runningWon't you let me in, immigration manCan I cross the line and prayI can stay another day?Won't you let me in, immigration man?I won't toe your line todayI can't see it anyway.Here I am with my immigration formit's big enough to keep me warmwhen a cold wind's comingSo go where you willas long as you think you canYou'd better watch out, watch out for the mananywhere you're going.Come on and let me in, immigration man,Can I cross the line and pray,take your fingers from the tray.Let me in, irritation man,I won't toe your line todayI can't see it anyway.