Please have a seat. I'm sorry I'm late    I know how long you've had to wait    I did not forget your documents    No time to waste, why not begin?    Here's how it works, I've got these faces    You give them names and I won't deport you    Make sure you face my tape recorder       Make no mistake, this fountain pen    Could put you on a plane by ten    And by the way, your next of kin    I know which house she's hiding in    So now that you know whose skin you're saving    In this photograph, who's this one waving?    I think you know, so speak up, amigo       It says here that by trade you were a fisherman    Well I'll bet you Indians can really reel them in    And if you get the chance    You should try to get up to Lake Michigan    Well maybe, but then again....       Where were we then? Is he your friend?    Well I recommend that you look again    Where does he stay? What is his name?    There is no shame. He'd do the same    So what do you say? I don't have all day    It's up to you. Which will it be    Good citizen or poor campesino?       My dad used to rent us this place in Ontario    He showed us how to cast the line and tie the flies    He used to say that God rewards us for letting the small ones go    Well maybe, but I don't know    Anyway, it's easy to bite. You just take the bait    You can't fight the hook    Hurts less if you don't try to dive       Senor, as you know I was a fisherman    And how full the nets came in    We hauled them up by hand    But when we fled, I left them just out past the coral reefs    They're waiting there for me    Running deep