Arctic Monkeys - Fake Tales Of San Francisco
Fake Tales Of San Francisco
Echo Through The Room
More Point To A Wedding Disco
Without A Bride Or Groom
There`s A Super Cool Band Yeah
With Their Trilbies And Their Glasses Of White Wine
And All The Weekend Rock Stars In The Toilets
Practicing Their Lines
I Don`t Want To Hear You
(kick Me Out, Kick Me Out)
I Don`t Want To Hear You No
(kick Me Out, Kick Me Out)
I Don`t Want To Hear You No
(kick Me Out, Kick Me Out)
I Don`t Want To Hear You No
I Don`t Want To Hear You No
Fake Tales Of San Francisco
Echo Through The Air
And There`s A Few Bored Faces In The Back
All Wishing They Weren`t There
And As The Microphone Squeaks
A Young Girl`s Telephone Beeps
Yeah She`s Dashing For The Exit
Oh, She`s Running To The Streets Outside
`oh You`ve Saved Me,` She Screams Down The Line
`the Band Were Fucking Wank
And I`m Not Having A Nice Time`
I Don`t Want To Hear You
(kick Me Out, Kick Me Out)
I Don`t Want To Hear You No
(kick Me Out, Kick Me Out)
Yeah, Please Bet That It`s Amazing
Although All That`s Left Is The Proof
That Love`s Not Only Blind But Deaf
He Talks Of San Francisco, He`s From Hunter`s Bar
I Don`t Quite Know The Distance
But I`m Sure That`s Far
Yeah, I`m Sure That`s Pretty Far
Yeah, I`d Love To Tell You All My Problem
You`re Not From New York City, You`re From Rotherham
So Get Off The Bandwagon, And Put Down The Handbook
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
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Get Off The Bandwagon And Put Down The Handbook
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