The Lyrics
Ev'ry single wasted minute makes me think "I'm gonna miss it"
Waitin' for my plane trip, gotta roll my eyes, roll my eyes, roll my eyes
Must be kiddin' right now, I frown, I'm not in the mood
To get in a big feud with you, no, no
Been in this line for ages, hold up all these people, don't detain us, uh
Ev'ryone here hates this cause your list is, hmm, quite baseless, uh
It's completely outrageous, wanna fly to see the Himalayas
Hate goin' through customs, goin' through customs
It's not like I'm bringin' power tools in my bag, fool, not a dumbshit
But I had just thought if I brought some nail scissors, who would give
A toss? Because it's not like these could be used to slit
Anythin'? Too small for throat flesh
Can't strike fear in the hearts of all
With tiny scissors, they'd just roll and laugh
So stupid to confiscate these things when I'm on a plane
Not plannin' to use 'em to open up those peanut packets, mate, might trim 'em
When we stop off in Cardiff, when we stop off in Cardiff
And these tweezers are to remove the rocks in
My nails when I'm done rock climbin', barred it
From my damn vacation? This is blatant bollocks, hell
It's in my bag, not in my pocket, confusion's what I feel, B.S.
I'm so livid, I'm so livid, I'm so livid, I'm so livid
Because no-one, no-one, no-one, no-one, no-one in here loves
Goin' through customs, never fails to suck, alright
I'm so livid, I'm so livid, I'm so livid, I'm so livid
Should know no-one, no-one, no-one, no-one, no-one in here loves
Goin' through customs, can't you skip it once? Alright
Tell me, why can't I take this? Man, this has to be fallacious
I can't just survive on airline snacks, I get insanely voracious
Lemme take it, got my airtight box to contain it, it don't make sense
You're just bein' a jerk, you're too busy to pull that stick out your ass
No, you gotta reach in and take my fresh apple cake
Your adherence to the rules? Turn down a tad
Cause they're stupid, you know that, mate
Hear my stomach growl? Need to shut that right up
And my stomach growl won't lie down for all your shitty
Tasteless and lukewarm airline food, bud
Damn, I hate goin' through customs, goin' through customs
I know that's a cliché line, but goddamn, I have to bust it
Out when you take all my food from my suitcases like a dumb prick
I'm sure you'd care if yours was nicked by some thick prat, lemme munch it, ooh
Good God, not some rotten-ass fruit core
Just a bag of chips, dude, let this whole thing slide and then I can get on board
I know my destination's reputation for food's swell
But I just cannot wait that long to quell the hunger that I feel, B.S.
I'm so livid, I'm so livid, I'm so livid, I'm so livid
Come on, no-one, no-one, no-one, no-one, no-one in here loves
Goin' through customs, consistently sucks, alright
I'm so livid, I'm so livid, I'm so livid, I'm so livid
Jackass, no-one, no-one, no-one, no-one, no-one in here loves
Goin' through customs, turn a blind eye, bud, alright
My reaction's overdone? You could say that that's true
Even though I'm stripped down to the buff cause the caps of my shoes
Tripped off your metal detectors, so you've overdone things too
I'm stuck here goin' through customs, goin' through customs
Still not like I'm bringin' power tools in my bag, fool, not a dumbshit
I mean, I'm right here naked
I think you're just a perv to sound just a little bitter
This screams "I'm just a perv" to sound just a little lazy
I'm not crazy, I know airport complaints
Are plain unfathomably common and ev'ry one of 'em is lame
But still you need to hear this
You look like such a perv, can you feel your shaded eyes leerin'
Makes me feel unnerved, soon online, I'll be jeerin'
But I'm fearin' that you're hearin', mmm-mmm-hmm
My words badly, I muttered, "God, jeez" and not "bomb siezed", mmm-mmm-hmm
And lo, ten huge guys push right through the line
Tackle me, taser me, all I wanted was a climb, B.S.
I'm so livid, I'm so livid, I'm so livid, I'm so livid
Known that no-one, no-one, no-one, no-one, no-one in here loves
Goin' through customs, those who do are made up, alright
Goin' through customs, watch me lawyer up, al-