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 I don't want to hear you 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 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 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
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
I don't want to hear you
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 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
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
Natasa Alimpijevic haha im from hunters bar in sheffield
Natasa Alimpijevic haha im from hunters bar in sheffield
No one's commented on this. I'm about to change that. Also, this song is brilliant.
superb lyrics. Alex is a poet
kick me out! kick me out!
Still brilliant
2019 still here
since 2012, actually
2017😎
JEVH 2019😎
2021 😎
Tune. Even if they are from the wrong side of the Pennines
Agreed. I'm not from Bolton tho...
Horwich Wanderers sadly. Who do you support?
tbf everywhere in Greater Manchester is a dump compared to Bury. Feel sorry for you having to be squashed between Bolton and Rochdale
Bucket Shakers ;)
Yeah the way it's going we will be playing each other loads again like the 90s.
Stopping people saying first or second since 2009? ;)
WHAT A SAD ASS BAND
😕
Is this some witty reference or do you mean that?