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. [x4] Get Off The Bandwagon And Put Down The Handbook
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