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FOG ON THE TYNE Alan Hull Lindisfarne Sittin' in a sleazy snack bar suckin' sleazy sausage rolls Slippin' down slowly, slippin' down sideways ah think I'll sign off the dole. 'Cos the fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine. Could a copper catch a crooked coffin maker Could a copper comprehend That a crooked coffin-maker's just an undertaker Who undertakes to be your friend and The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine. Tell it to tomorrow, the day'll take its time To tell you what tonight might bring Presently we'll have a pint or two together Everybody do their thing, wing ding. We can swing together We can have a wee-wee We can have a wet on the wall If someone slipped a whisper That it's simple, sister Slap them down and slaver on their smalls, and The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine. Repeat chorus And the fog, on the Tyne, it's mine, all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine.

    


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