Fake Tales Of San Francisco
Arctic Monkeys« Fake Tales Of San Francisco » est une chanson de Arctic Monkeys, 2006, Pop. La chanson dure 2:24, 46 lines / 267 words.
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0:09Fake Tales of San Francisco
0:12Echo through the room
0:17More point to a wedding disco
0:20Without a bride or groom
0:24There's a super cool band yeah
0:26With their trilbys and their glasses of white wine
0:31And all the weekend rock stars in the toilets
0:35Practicing their lines
0:40I don't want to hear you
0:42Kick me out kick me out
0:43I don't want to hear you no
0:45(Kick me out kick me out)
0:47I don't want to hear
0:49(Kick me out kick me out)
0:51I don't want to hear
0:53I don't want to hear
0:55Fake Tales of San Francisco
0:57Echo through the air
1:02And there's a few bored faces in the back
1:04All wishing they weren't there
1:09And as the microphone squeaks
1:11A young girl's telephone beeps
1:13Yeah she's dashing for the exit
1:15She's running to the streets outside
1:18"Oh you've saved me "
1:19She screams down the line
1:21"The band weren't very good
1:22And I'm not having a nice time”
1:25I don't want to hear
1:27(Kick me out kick me out)
1:29I don't want to hear you no
1:31(Kick me out kick me out)
1:32Yeah but his bird thinks it's amazing though
1:34So all that's left
1:36Is the proof that love's not only blind but deaf
1:57He talks of San Francisco
1:58He's from Hunter's Bar
2:00I don't quite know the distance
2:02But I'm sure that's far
2:05I'm sure that's pretty far
2:11I'd love to tell you all my problem
2:15You're not from New York City
2:17You're from Rotherham
2:18So get off the bandwagon
2:20And put down the handbook
2:24Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook
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 trilbys 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 (Kick me out kick me out) I don't want to hear I don't want to hear 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 She's running to the streets outside "Oh you've saved me " She screams down the line "The band weren't very good And I'm not having a nice time” I don't want to hear (Kick me out kick me out) I don't want to hear you no (Kick me out kick me out) 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 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 I'm sure that's pretty far 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 Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook
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