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The Late, Great, Nate McTate
Trout Fishing in America
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Children are writing, the teacher's talking
The clock is ticking and the chalk is chalking
This is the story of the Late, Great Nate McTate
Somebody's running, somebody's late
The door swings open and here comes Nate
This is the story of the Late, Great Nate McTate
Always out of step, he's just a bit behind
Running but he's running out of time
Clocks are turning circles and the planet's spinning 'round
Maybe he could catch up if the world would just slow down
Tap your feet, look at the clock
Pace the floor, wait for a knock
This is the story of the Late, Great Nate McTate
You can try to be patient, try to be calm
Try not to worry, hope nothing's gone wrong
This is the story of the Late, Great Nate McTate
Always out of step, he's just a bit behind
Running but he's running out of time
Clocks are turning circles and the planet's spinning 'round
Maybe he could catch up if the world would just slow down
A crowd stands round a hole in the ground
Nobody's crying 'cause he can't be found
They're all waiting on the Late, Great Nate McTate
You see, the coffin is missing, the hearse ran out of gas
Late for his funeral, now his time has passed
This was the story of the Late, Great Nate McTate
Always out of step, he's just a bit behind
Running but he's running out of time
Clocks are turning circles and the planet's spinning 'round
Maybe he could catch up if the world would just slow down
Just slow down
Please slow down