[Verse 1]
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 gla**es of white wine
And all the weekend rockstars in the toilets
Practicin their lines
[Bridge]
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
(Kick me out, kick me out)
I don't want to hear you
I don't want to hear your...
[Chorus]
Fake tales of San Francisco
Echo through the air
And there's a few bored faces at the back
All wishing they weren't there
[Verse 2]
And as the microphone squeaks
A young girl's telephone beeps
Yeah, she's dashing for the exit
And she's running to the streets outside
"Oh, you've saved me" she screams down the line
"The band were f**ing wa*k
And I'm not having a nice time"
[Bridge]
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)
[Verse 3]
Yeah, but his bird think it's amazing, though
So all that's left
Is the proof that love's not only blind, but deaf
[Verse 4]
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 it's pretty far
[Verse 5]
And 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
[Outro]
Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook
Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook
Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook
Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook
Yeah