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.
