I'm a TSA Agent.
With a lot to say.
This is my song.
About going all the way.

We're gonna search, search, search you.
Gonna search you real good.
Were gonna poke ya, feel ya, touch ya.
But it should be understood.

We only do these things.
To save your lives.
Providing Jobs.
Based on government lies.

There is no real threat.
But who's to say.
Cause it's the DHS and It's the CIA.

Merry Christmas from the TSA.
False flags headed you're way.

You're a feeder and an eater.
That's all you'll ever be.
We look at you as cattle.
Cause you believe that you are free.

We're gonna look at your junk.
Looking inside and out.
Check you're grannies underwear.
And you're children's no doubt.

We're gonna grope your groins.
And then inspect your bums.
If you feel something strange.
It's probably only our thumbs.

That's right our thumbs and not our penises. 

We only do these things.
To save your lives.
Providing Jobs.
Based on government lies.

There is no real threat.
But who's to say.
Cause it's the DHS and It's the CIA.

If we want to touch you're balls.
We're gonna touch you're balls.

If we want to touch you're balls.
We're gonna touch you're balls.

If we want to touch you're balls.
We're gonna touch you're balls.