Fake Tales Of San Lyrics

song lyrics Fake Tales Of San Francisco lyrics 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 song lyrics