Rich people cross the border
But the poor people cannot
Rich people cross the border
But the poor people cannot

Lucky if you got a passport
You got to the closest airport
This is not like the people on the boat
Poor people do jumper stunts
If you get lucky you are free
If not you can't leave your country
This is not a joke this is reality
This is the price of liberty

Rich people cross the border
And the poor people cannot
Rich people cross the border
And the poor people cannot

Cannot, cannot, cannot, cannot
And the poor people cannot
And the poor people cannot

There is a little ship leaving the harbour tonight
There is a lonely ship leaving the harbour tonight
In the bay it is raining
And the wind from the west is blowing
The little ship yes is leaving
When the storm is coming
And the ship is sailing across the waves
Leaving the bay this evening
Inside of the ship three poor men
And the kids and wives are crying

Rich people cross the border
And the poor people cannot
Rich people cross the border
And the poor people cannot

Lucky if you got a passport
You got to the closest airport
This is not like the people on the boat
Poor people do jumper stunts
If you get lucky you are free
If not you can't leave your country
This is not a joke this is reality
This is the price of liberty

Rich people cross the border
And the poor people cannot
Rich people cross the border
And the poor people cannot

Cannot, cannot, cannot, cannot
And the poor people cannot
And the poor people cannot