Fake Tales of San Francisco

Intro: Bm A Bm A Bm A Bm A [Verso 1] Bm A Bm Fake Tales of San Francisco A Bm A Bm A Echo through the room Bm A Bm More point to a wedding disco A Bm A Bm A Without a bride or groom Bm A There's a super cool band yeah Bm A Bm A Bm A With their trilbies and their glasses of white wine Bm A Bm And all the weekend rock stars in the toilets A Bm A Bm A Practicing their lines [Refrão] Bm I don't want to hear you (Kick me out, kick me out) Bm I don't want to hear you no (Kick me out, kick me out) Bm I don't want to hear you no (Kick me out, kick me out) Bm I don't want to hear you I don't want to hear you [Verso 2] Bm A Bm Fake Tales of San Francisco A Bm A Bm A Echo through the air Bm A Bm And there's a few bored faces in the back A Bm A Bm A All wishing they weren't there Bm A And as the microphone squeaks Bm A A young girl's telephone beeps Bm A Yeah she's dashing for the exit Bm A Bm Oh, she's running to the streets outside A Bm A "Oh you've saved me," she screams down the line Bm A "The band were fucking wank Bm A And I'm not having a nice time" [Refrão] Bm I don't want to hear you (Kick me out, kick me out) Bm I don't want to hear you no (Kick me out, kick me out) Bm Yeah but his bird thinks it's amazing, though So all that's left Is the proof that love's not only blind but deaf [Ponte]B G E B D5 D#5 E5 [Verso 3] B G He talks of San Francisco, he's from Hunter's Bar G I don't quite know the distance E But I'm sure that's far B D5 D#5 E5 Yeah, I'm sure that's pretty far B G Yeah, I'd love to tell you all my problem E You're not from New York City, you're from Rotherham B So get off the bandwagon, and put down the handbook B Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. B Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook G Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook E Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook G Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook Final: Bm A Bm A Bm A Bm A Bm A Bm A Bm A Bm A Bm