Song: Forks and Knifes (La Fête) Band: Beirut Album: The Flying Club Cup G Em Am D G Em Am D G Uptown, the street's in a calming way Em Am D G And outside is warm as a bed with a maid Em Am D G And I find it's all our waves and raves Em Am D G That makes the days go on this way G Em Am D G Em Am D G I heard the sad sound of words Em Am D G Spoken from the beak of a wise old bird Em Am D G Uptown, the streets are kept afloat Em Am D G A girl never leaves me alone G Em Am D G Em Am He means well, saying, D G Em I've got stories of wine, superb Am D G Em And of course my childhood, forks and knives Am D G Em Am D G And a hospital bed, where I turned my life over and over again G Em Am D