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   (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 me      But 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 doubt      That's exactly what they're talking about   Because they've got you in a corner   No room to move, no room for doubt