

(grunt) (heavy breath)
Three days on, three days off Watch the gate and hear them
cough Adam Coates is on the line Keeping guard and marking time (huah)
Pull the belt and search the sack Pat them down and send
them back Line them up in the barrier lane Every flight is
just the same
Nights are long under airport glass Waiting for the clock to pass
Slip the snus beneath the lip Quiet strength in a double shift (mmm-hmmm)
Tensabarriers standing straight Nobody cutting through the gate Keep them moving in
their track
No one pushes, no one's back (hey,
hey)
Pull the belt and search the sack Pat them down and send
them back Line them up in the barrier lane Every flight is
just the same
Three days on, three days off (hup) Slip the snus and dry
the cough (grunt)