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[Intro]
| Bm | - | - | - |
[Verse 1]
Bm
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
[Chorus]
Bm
I don't want to hear you
Kick me out, kick me out
I don't want to hear you
Kick me out, kick me out
I don't want to hear you
Kick me out, kick me out
I don't want to hear you
I don't want to hear you
[Verse 2]
Bm
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"
[Chorus]
Bm
I don't want to hear you
Kick me out, kick me out
I don't want to hear you
Kick me out, kick me out
Yeah his bird thinks it's amazing,
though
So all that's left
Is the proof that love's not only blind but deaf
[Bridge]
B G E B
He talks of San Francisco,
G
he's from Hunter's Bar
I don't know the distance
E
But I'm sure that's far
B
Yeah, I'm sure that's pretty far
B
Yeah,
G
I'd love to tell you all my problem
You're not from New York City,
E
you're from Rotherham
So get off the bandwagon,
B
put down the handbook
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Get off the bandwagon,
put down the handbook
G
Get off the bandwagon,
put down the handbook
E
Get off the bandwagon,
put down the handbook
G
Get off the bandwagon,
put down the handbook
[Outro]
| Bm |
[Intro] | Bm | - | - | - | [Verse 1] | Bm | - | - | - | | - | - | - | - | | - | - | - | - | | - | - | - | - | 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 [Chorus] | Bm | - | - | - | | - | - | - | - | I don't want to hear you Kick me out, kick me out I don't want to hear you Kick me out, kick me out I don't want to hear you Kick me out, kick me out I don't want to hear you I don't want to hear you [Verse 2] | Bm | - | - | - | | - | - | - | - | | - | - | - | - | | - | - | - | - | 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" [Chorus] | Bm | - | - | - | | - | - | - | - | I don't want to hear you Kick me out, kick me out I don't want to hear you Kick me out, kick me out Yeah his bird thinks it's amazing, though So all that's left Is the proof that love's not only blind but deaf [Bridge] | B | - | G | - | | E | - | B | - | | - | - | G | - | | E | - | B | - | | B | - | G | - | | E | - | B | - | | - | - | G | - | | E | - | G | - | He talks of San Francisco, he's from Hunter's Bar I don't 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, put down the handbook Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Get off the bandwagon, put down the handbook Get off the bandwagon, put down the handbook Get off the bandwagon, put down the handbook Get off the bandwagon, put down the handbook [Outro] | Bm |
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