Out of the fog
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Out of the fog connection
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Grasping The deception
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Coming out of the fog
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Grasping the connection
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Grasping the deception.
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There was a man called Nate.
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He was a good man.
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His girlfriend and the Russian mate.
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He was called Nate.
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He decided to sublimate.
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He went to London.
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He called his Father and said,
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"Father, it's Nate.
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Of both girlfriend and mate,
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I perchance do decide to replicate,
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For I am Nate."
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The Russian maid revealed she was not a citizen of New York State,
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But had slipped in on a Ukrainian crate.
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Due to overtime we missed the gossip girl on New York Channel number 38,
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Which was not available anywhere else but in maybe New Jersey State.
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I am Nate.
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I would like to do a lip as an actor, and do it straight.
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In my role I fail irate.
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Is it too late
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To cover the song by The Fall called Hot Cake?
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The plough and the aid of un-natural offal, it disgusts.
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There was a man called Nate.
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Ringing in England filming.
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He said, "Hello mate."
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I might have visited the gallery....
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I might visit the gallery known as Tate.
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I am Nate.
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I am an actor, I'll do it straight.
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A margin out of the connection,
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Out of the fog in time.
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Out of the fog connection.
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I am Nate.
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I am Nate.
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On the streets of Russia,
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The maidens and maids are irate.
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He promised them homes.
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Instead they got the crates.
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I perchance!
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Nate Will Not Return
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| The Fall |
