There I was at the immigration scene
Shining and feeling clean
Could it be a sin?
I got stopped by the immigration man
He says he doesn't know if he can
Let me in
Let me in immigration man
Can I cross the line and pray?
I can stay another day
Let me in immigration man
I won't toe your line today
I can't see it anyway
There he was with his immigration face
Giving me a paper chase
But the sun was coming
Cos all at once he looked into my space
And stamped a number over my face
And he sent me running
Won’t you let me in immigration man?
Can I cross the line and pray?
I can stay another day
Won’t you let me in immigration man?
I won't toe your line today
I can't see it anyway
Here I am with my immigration form
It's big enough to keep me warm
When a cold wind's coming
So go where you will
As long as you think you can
You'd better watch out - watch out for the man
Anywhere you're going
Come on 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 today
I can't see it anyway
Shining and feeling clean
Could it be a sin?
I got stopped by the immigration man
He says he doesn't know if he can
Let me in
Let me in immigration man
Can I cross the line and pray?
I can stay another day
Let me in immigration man
I won't toe your line today
I can't see it anyway
There he was with his immigration face
Giving me a paper chase
But the sun was coming
Cos all at once he looked into my space
And stamped a number over my face
And he sent me running
Won’t you let me in immigration man?
Can I cross the line and pray?
I can stay another day
Won’t you let me in immigration man?
I won't toe your line today
I can't see it anyway
Here I am with my immigration form
It's big enough to keep me warm
When a cold wind's coming
So go where you will
As long as you think you can
You'd better watch out - watch out for the man
Anywhere you're going
Come on 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 today
I can't see it anyway
Contributed by Bernart Bartleby - 2015/6/14 - 16:06
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Scritta da Graham Nash e incisa con David Crosby prima come singolo e poi inclusa nell’album “Graham Nash David Crosby”, il loro esordio come duo.
Nash, nativo di Blackpool nel Lancashire inglese, scrisse questa canzone quando, non avendo all’epoca ancora la doppia nazionalità, fu fermato dagli agenti dell’immigrazione al suo ingresso negli USA. Non volevano farlo entrare e lo tennero in attesa per un bel po’ finchè alcuni fans lo riconobbero e cominciarono ad assieparsi per aver un autografo. Solo allora le guardie si decisero a concerdergli il visto d’ingresso.
Fu per Nash un’esperienza molto irritante ed umiliante.
Figuriamoci se non sei Graham Nash, se non sei nessuno, anzi, un disperato, affamato, sporco e per giunta africano che cerca di passare la frontiera con la Francia a Ventimiglia, o su un treno del Sempione per raggiungere la Svizzera, o fermato al Brennero cercando di raggiungere l’Austria o la Germania...
Ma che Europa è questa, che taglieggia ed affama la sua stessa gente (vedi Grecia) e chiude le frontiere rifiutando la dovuta accoglienza a profughi che fuggono da guerre e carestie?
Rinnovo l’invito a Tsipras e Varoufakis: non piegatevi! Visto che ci siete, mandate Merkel e compari a fare in culo, e senza restituire più un soldo!