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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.

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. 

            
            
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