Ludvig Köhler - AIRPORTS lyrics

Men with name signs waiting for you when you land. Dad slips a $10 bribe to avoid the ha**le at the check-in counter. A well-worn copy of Roseanna and a small bag of potato chips. A souvenir in Vienna, perhaps a fridge magnet or a coffee mug. A plastic chessboard with Disney character pieces. An unusually tall man in a kaftan, and a surgically altered woman amid the perfumes. A case showing confiscated items from customs, with crocodile boots, Chinese d**, luxury products and a stuffed armadillo. Pictures of famous and successful Swedes. Escalators and express foods in a very particular combo. A man in a queue with a strange book that Mom thought was stolen. A large group of bearded men with all their luggage inside the cabin and special meals. A kind of sect walking barefoot and with numerous defects on fingers and toes. A magician of sorts, impressing me with card tricks. A seemingly never-ending moving walkway pushing me forward.