Arctic Monkeys - Fake Tales Of San Francisco Lyrics

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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

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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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