FAKE
(Tyla)
Use capo at 3rd fret
Throughout the intro and verses the C is Csus4 (???), the one that instead of
playing e open you add g.
C G, C G
C G C G
Sure I see your big flash car and your, your plastic wife.
C G D
I also see the misery that surrounds your artificial life.
C G C G
Sure I see those gold discs that decorate your wall
C G D
And the contracts signed in blood that occupy your bottom drawer.
Em
You're no gangster, you're a fake.
Bm
You twist the words of trust into hate
C D G F#
And you're no connoisseur of the English tongue.
Em
You're no gangster, you're a fake.
Bm
You twist the words of love into hate
C D G
You ain't no friend of mine, you're a well paid liar.
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C G C G
Sure I see those white lines that lead down the road to hell.
C G D
I'm not impressed or inamely jealous as you waltz around the room with your imaginary
sellers.
C G
You're an uncomfortable height
C G
And the pedestal which you're perched on I think just might
C G D
Get kicked from under your nose by a younger guy with new ideas
C B A G F# Em
But the same old clothes.
Em
You're no gangster, you're a fake.
Bm
You twist the words of trust into hate
C D G F#
And you're no connoisseur of the English tongue.
Em
You're no gangster, you're a fake.
Bm
You twist the words of love into hate
C D G
You ain't no friend of mine, you're a well paid liar.
C G
The moral of this story is very plain:
C G D
if rock 'n' roll is about rebellion, why do you all dress the same?
Em
You're no gangster, you're a fake.
Bm
You twist the words of trust into hate
C D G F#
And you're no connoisseur of the English tongue.
Em
You're no gangster, you're a fake.
Bm
You twist the words of love into hate
C D G
You ain't no friend of mine, you're a well paid liar.
