by Graham Nash
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There I was at the immigration scene
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Shining and feeling clean
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Could it be a sin?
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I got stopped by the immigration man
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He says he doesn't know if he can
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Let me in-let me in-immigration man
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Can I cross the line and pray
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I can stay another day
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Let me in immigration man
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I won't toe your line today
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I can't see it anyway
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There he was with his immigration face
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Giving me a paper chase
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But the sun was coming
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Cos all at once he looked into my space
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And stamped a number over my face
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And he sent me running
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Let me in-let me in-immigration man
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Can I cross the line and pray
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I can stay another day
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Let me in immigration man
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I won't toe your line today
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I can't see it anyway
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Here I am with my immigration form
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It's big enough to keep me warm
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When a cold wind's coming
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So go where you will
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So long as you think you can
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You'd better watch out-watch out-for the man
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Anywhere you're going.
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Won't you let me in immigration man
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Can I cross your line and pray
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Take your fingers from the tray
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Let me in-irritation man
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I won't toe your line today
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I can't see it anyway.
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Immigration Man
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David Crosby |