A Century of Fakers

There are people going hungry every day

They've got nothing on their plates

And you're filling your fat face with every different kind of cake

And if you ever go lardy, or go lame

I will drop you straight away

That's the price you have to pay

For every stupid thing you say

There are people going lonely, and they'll stay

Lonely fay into the year

Because you're making blinkers fashionable

And fashionably you'll say

"All is equal in love and war" and

"I'm sorry, but I've got some things to do"

And you pretend to read a book you'll never finish till the day

Bm

That the author dedicates it

To A Century Of Fakers

They took your mould and they burned it on the fire in history today

Bm

Yeah, the author dedicates it

To A Century Of Fakers

He was an anarchist, he tried his best but it wasn't good enough

There are people going hungry every day

They've got nothing on their plates

And you're filling your fat face with every different kind of cake

And if you ever go lardy, or go lame

I will drop you straight away

That's the price you have to pay

For every stupid thing you say

Did I say I would see you soon?

Well I'm sorry, but i just came off my bike

And my face is scarred

And chance has barred me seeing you tonight

I was over the other side of the city

And if the truth be known I'd say

That you look great from there before you shaved your golden hair today

Bm

Everybody's trying to make us

Another century of fakers

They took you mould and burned it on the fire of history today

Bm

Everybody's trying to make us

Another cool decade of fakers

Everybody's trying to make us

Another century of fakers